Both wore glasses, and perhaps that’s one of the reasons I found them both so cute. Always been a sucker for glasses. I’m a sapiosexual, by the wa..., though sometimes just looking smart also does the trick for me. I’ve slept with quite a few people who only seemed intelligent, but turned out to be a bit dim the next morning.Anyways, back to my punishment. I was led into a medium-sized room with metallic walls and eight chairs – seven regular ones, for the witnesses, and one for the… prisoner?. As we walk towards our booth, we see a few couples and a couple people at the bar, drowning their sorrows from the look of it. The hostess places the menus, across from each other on the table and, steps back allowing us to sit, ‘what can I get you guys to drink?’ ‘Water with lemon on the side,’ I say. ‘Dr. Pepper, for me please,’ as Kate chimes in. ‘Okay,’ the hostess flashes a smile, ‘your server will be out with your drinks in a few minutes.’ ‘Thank you,’ we say I unison, and the hostess. Did she take her cell phone out of her shorts?She looked at me and said: What? Come, we will take a selfie!I have to start learning now that only she will talk and I am not gonna get to talk. Before I could say or ask anything, she grabbed my shoulder with her right hand and pulled me. She zoomed us in her front cam. She was so damn close to me, her right boob in her tight top was rubbing on my left arm.Her smooth arm was around my back neck. So smooth that gave me a shiver popping every single. My thoughts may have exaggerated the memory, but regardless it still had the same effect. I was wet. And you were not here. My mind shut out the noises around me and my breathing began to increase. My hands began to wonder my own body, imagining the very thought that they were yours. I couldn't wait any longer. I picked up my phone out of habit and texted you. “Honey, I hope you don’t mind but I am going to touch myself to the thought of you.” My pussy began pulsing for attention.