The guy fucking my ass began to slap my ass, I stung, but I was loving it. "Cum in my ass and cunt" I yelled :threat me like the whore I am"They both ...tarted to pick up their pace and I knew I was about to be rewarded."You ready slut" Yes please fill me with your hot cum"they both exploded at the same time and I was lost in total lust feeling all that cum filling me up. We all lay on the bed together and I told them"I need a lot more this evening" We may need some additional help" one of them. I knew what had to happen next. I reached down to the open handcuff and before i could stop myself or have second thoughts or even first houghts, i closed it around the middle bar. It latched tight with that iconic sound of ratchet teeth. It made a jangling sound against the railing as if they were the steel bars of a jail. The sound was appropriate. Because what i was doing now was going way further than i ever had before. I would very likely end up in an LAPD black-and-white. I realized this. I quickly changed and was out of there.I had hoped the locker room scene would not resurface. It was embarrassing bumping into Ron at work, but I was usually able to avoid him. A few days later, my wife mentioned that she heard I ran into Ron in the locker room. She asked if I had seen him naked. I hesitated, and she said that she knew I had. She then asked if he was big. I paused again, and without saying a word, she knew.Things quieted down for a few days, then one day my wife wanted to talk. Sharing a room with Elaine hadn't been too bad, with the only exception being that she had insisted on putting on MTV almost the entire night. At least they were still playing music videos occasionally. James was positive that she would have gone insane on a steady diet of reality TV. Randall had been quiet too. She wasn't sure why, but he had merely concentrated on the road, and left the talking to Anne and Elaine. It was a welcome relief since it had given her time to read.Rush. James'.