As he languidly watched her, sipping from time to time, she slowly unzipped his pants and drew them and his boxers down his legs and then over his bar... feet. So slowly, it seemed like a ritual, she caressed his feet again, then moved up the calves, over his knees and along his muscular thighs. She was silent now and there was only the sound of his increasingly loud breathing as her fingertips – so slowly and gently – caressed his balls and toyed with the base of his shaft. She leaned her head. They were both in other relationships, but couldn't help thinking "what if?" Rachel had masturbated quite a few times to those what-if scenarios. She felt her thighs moisten with thoughts of David's cock in her pussy. If they didn't get together soon, she was going to explode. Rachel sat down at her computer and logged in. She soon as she did so, she got an IM from David "coffee?" "Fuck yes" she replied and hurried down to the Starbucks on the first floor of their building to meet him. She. " Then you come with me. Now."When I had said this she started fighting against the leather that bound her legs. I guessed her right shoulder hurt to much for her to try anything with her arms."What's the matter?" I asked as I gingerly lifted her to her legs, keeping well away from her snapping fangs. "Thought you could keep me here until more agents of the Iron Hammer could find me?"The blaze of light that followed this almost certainly meant that I was right. She called me vile things and. When I described what it was like she was all for it. One whole week with Amy naked just might keep me from getting any writing done at all but we writers do have a cross to bear sometimes. ‘Tell me again about the sunning deck Lonnie.’ ‘It’s as long as the houseboat, usually carpeted and about fifteen feet above the water with a flying bridge at the front.’ ‘So you can lay naked up there and nobody will know?’ ‘Absolutely as long as you don’t get up of course.’ ‘And you can be naked in the.