" I don't want it just to be about sex though, Barry," he said. "I want to... I dunno... go out for meals and to the cinema and stuff as well..." Okay..." I smiled. "But no holdin' hands in the back row, mind."He didn't smile back. "Maybe I want to hold hands in the back row."I was going to say that that was pushing things too far too fast, but then I thought, 'Oh what the fuck,' and smiled over at him.It was like in for a penny in for a pound or whatever it was my old gran used to say."Okay. She reached back to unclasp the top part of her bikini and removed it quickly, and then took off the bottom part, giving me an incredible view of her delicious ass. When finished undressing, I thought I could see a hint of doubt in her body language, but it disappeared quickly as she finally turned around and I got my first look at her amazing body: She was tan, except for the bathing suite parts. She had nice round breasts, probably about a C, with small pink nipples that I couldn’t tell from. I glided it over my clit and circled it. My moans of pleasure echoed in the empty house. I forgot about the story and closed my eyes and fantasied.I took my thong off, and placed it at the side of me, and continued. I could feel the pleasure building, but yet it wasn't enough! I got up and searched my bottom draw; the place where I keep all my toys. Something caught my eye, and made me wet just looking at it. It was a bright pink dildo about 8 inches long. I picked it up and made my way to my. “Sam tell me right now what its going on!?” She is clearly panicked. I try my best to assure her that everything was going on, but I couldn’t get a single word out. Something was clearly keeping me from talking. Kristen is still struggling with her restraints but quickly finds its useless, we are both stuck. She relaxes a bit and her eyes dart around the world. She seems to be mumbling something under her breath but I can’t hear what it is. Our eyes meet, and I can see a look of genuine terror.