She started to undress as I walked away. I got to the bedroom and Amber was there naked with a big smile on her face. She asked me," Who were you talk...ng to?" I said our guest and she smiled. I told her that I knew she was a little nervous so I had her lay on the bed and I put a blind fold over her eyes. Then I tied her hands and feet to the corners of the bed. She asked me why I did that and I said just so it added more to the experance and I would untie her once I saw she was ready. She said. “I don’t know if Mr. Chapman would like that,” I said, my face hot and my voice dry.“Like what?” a voice behind me asked. I whirled around, breasts out, and looked up at my boyfriend like a deer in the headlights.“I, uh, I was just…” I stammered, but Dion jumped in.“She was helping me get over my wife. You know how it is.”“I see,” Mr. Chapman said, looking back and forth between us before glancing down at my exposed chest. We stewed in silence for a moment. I saw Mr. Chapman’s Adam’s apple. After the eight-mile drive to the hilly side of Sunnyvale in nearly 90-degree weather, the air conditioning felt crisp and welcome. Without saying a word, Helena walked straight to the bedroom. When she neither returned to the living room nor called out after a few moments, I went along to the bedroom, too.When I entered the room, Helena was already out of her pants and had her arms over her head, tugging off her tight, short-sleeved jersey. Until that moment, all I had seen of Helena's skin. ”Surprise and realization darted across her face as she blushed and face palmed herself. “Oh, I did. Didn’t I.”Mike snickered at her. “Yep, I told you one day you’d invite me to your bed.”Andrea smacked his arm. “Stop it. You have to get up before Ronnie sees us in here.”Mike yawned and pointed at her. “You snore.”“I most certainly do not!”“Yes you do. In fact, I can see I’ll need to invest in earplugs.”Andrea snorted “I don’t see why. You’ll never need them. Now, go get dressed and I’ll get.