A few cars that drove by once in a while would break the silence. I was standing right in front of him outside his auto while he was facing me on the ...eat. He broke the silence and said “well there is one thing you could do”, and he tried to put a hand on my left boob. He barely got a grip before I smacked his hand in disgust and stood back a little bit staring at him in bewilderment.I considered running away and even calling the police but when he did that I felt I little tingle in my pussy.. I would click on my laptop camera trying to catch her picking up things or walking around in her vast collection of jogging suits. I could only wonder what she was hiding under her baggy clothes.The weekend flew by. I woke up late on Monday. I walked upstairs. I could see a note on the fridge. “Buck… Wendy and I have gone out for the day. I called in. Don’t be mad. I need to cheer up Wendy. See you later.” Said the note. I smiled. I was finally going to have the house to myself. It had. I took her down a trail then off the trail near a oak tree. I then told her to spread the blanket on the ground and unwrap the ropes and blindfold.Then I told her to strip, she removed her sandals I had given her back for the walk and her dress. I sternly said, "strip naked Cammie, I won't tell you again!" This could have been all soft and easy, but she told me she liked spankings and was interested in BDSM and play, so, we would start. Looking at her naked I had her hold her arms out and I. "No, it's not like that. I mean, you're my girlfriend, and we've been going out a long time. I though, well, I thought you would want it too."Her eyes looked cold. "That's it. I'm leaving." She grabbed her shirt and stormed towards the door."Hey! Hey, wait a minute!" Jim jumped up and bounded ahead of Debbie. His prodigious bust bounced threateningly in front of her, blocking the doorway. He stood defiantly. "That's not fair! You can't leave until you grow the bra back." Oh, is that so?" Debbie.