??Yes, I can do all sorts of things with rope.??I’ll bet. I can hardly wait ‘till Sunday.?We went into the bedroom and had sex. We were leisurely,...because I didn’t have to leave. The last thing I remembered was Mary lying in my arms as I fell asleep.I got up at my normal time the next morning. I didn’t want to wake Mary up. I had a little trouble showering and shaving. I wasn’t used to the bathroom, and the lack of water pressure didn’t help things. I got dressed, and went downstairs to make. Decently folded them and kept it in the back seat. I unlocked the doors and could see her cheeks getting pink already.Me: “Aren’t you afraid?”She: “Nope. It seems to be a simple one. Shall meet you in 30 mins. Take care”Me: “hahaa is it, honey. ok, will deal with it. She was feeling energetic and I don’t want to end it as planned. So I pulled out a small rope from the trunk and went near her door. Opened the door and asked her to step out. She took a quick look all around and got down the car.. But, the gathering place where they could all pass along the latest gossip and get it disseminated quickly throughout J.A.M. was actually located in the executive wing. And it was jokingly called the ‘Sex Lounge.’When Mr. Morris, the Company President, had wanted to change the decorating motif for the executive wing of the main building, he had gotten his son, Michael, a professional interior designer, to develop the new scheme for the place. Part of that scheme included modern signage for the. So did Nicole, using one finger to beckon me towards her. I like to think I floated over like a fairy, but maybe a better metaphor would be a moth meeting a flame. But she didn’t let me burn… hot as she made me. Nicole turned me into her pole, turning to nearly grind against me, her ass nearly as visible as mine. Actually, I could see her parts of her cheeks, visible as she shook. And I couldn’t help but reach out and grab her hips. I was grinding back like that jackass in the club, simulating.