Whoever it was, they certainly appeared to be coming into the house. Sharon struggled to get her hands free of the cuffs, but she had done a good job ...hen putting them on, and they would not slide over her wrists. Without the key, they would remain on. A key turned in a lock, the back door, creaking slightly as it opened. Footsteps crossing the cold tiles, as Sharon urged herself on to get free, before she was found like this. But it was already too late.A light from a torch filled the room. After a minute of standing there naked and half hard, I put the new shorts on. I must say they looked hot and fit perfect. Although I liked them, I asked Darren if there were any others I should try on, and he told me to wait here, and that he’d be right back. While he was away, I stood in front of the mirror and rubbed my cock with the new shorts on. As I was rubbing it, I thought about the hot quickie Vicki and I once had in the dressing at DD’s Boutique. That was the first time we watched. Tina Curtis wasn’t like her boyfriend. Oh, she was very much in love with him. She could be tender and caring, like he could be. She could be strong and supportive, like he could. She could be playful and flirtatious and sexy, like he could. Yet they had their differences. While Denny was and idealist, Tina was a pragmatist. While he wanted to change things, she was resigned to the belief that they never would. While he loved to ask questions, she didn’t want to know the answers, because, while. They talked a bit more before I was led to the back room,which was nicely decorated and had several mirrors, where I was leftalone while they went to pick fashions for me. I couldn't stop picturingEstrella, her full figure, exotic eyes, full lips, and long black hairpulled up in a bun at the top of her head. When they returned they eachheld several items. Estrella told me with cool authority to strip. Ilooked to my wife for support, to be told I didn't have to demean myselfthat way, but she.