I jump into the shower, and try to calm my racing heart. It’s been almost seventh months since my last boyfriend and even longer than that since the...last time I had sex. I wash my hair hurriedly, my mind racing the entire time. I take my time shaving, making sure everything is completely smooth. Eventually, I’m just standing there, letting the warm water pour down around me. My mind begins to go off on a tangent as I recall Kaleb standing in my kitchen only a few minutes ago. If he were here. Yummy! His pal, Stu was even longer in that department but nowhere near as thick, and they were really fucking a girl who was taking it and being very loud. I just had to watch. Mike looked to be in his forties and he was dark-skinned but not black. I watched him and his friend fucking the girl and I wished I was getting fucked like it. They were really fucking her hard and she was moaning so loud the whole room was watching. Mike saw me and smiled as he continued to make this woman very happy.. He'd said the cinema, so she bypassed her little black dress with a hint of regret and opted for smart, casual but comfortable. She went for a long skirt and a blouse and her usual high heeled stilettos - this time a lavender coloured sandal. With a light jacket to throw over the top her outfit was complete. There was still some heat in the autumn sun but the evenings were cooling fast.It was five thirty and so she went for a shower, and then dressed and applied a light make up; and adding eye. ” I growled, I released my muscles in defeat and accepted my fate. “That’s better…um…slave.” Samuel said hesitantly. I smiled and nodded in encouragement. Samuel started again. “It’ll be easier on the both of us if you just obey me.” His face grew thoughtful, “Do you happen to have a bandana some where?” I nodded, “Hanging on the doorknob.” I pointed my head in the direction of the door. “Why?” I asked a little worriedly. “I just want to blindfold you, don’t worry.” He stood and grabbed.