I asked he shud io drop her she accepted my invitation i told her to sit n she sat on my bike now we were three on a bike n i was talking her were is ...er home n told if she cud stay today den will drop her in d morning , she asked y den i told her will have fun today night she thought for a moment n den excepted my invitation n we were happy den we moved to a dark place n told my friend to bring his car n he went i started my game n went from her behind n caught her started playing wid her body. We laid there for a period as he relaxed and slipped out of my bottom. I got up to clean myself and returned with a cloth to clean him. When I finished he grabbed the rope tied my wrist to my ankles and left me on the floor. He slept soundly as I struggled all night to find comfort.In the morning, we went to breakfast again. But this time, I wore athletic clothing to cover my marks. Most of the welts were disappearing, left were the tiny red marks. My butt was still sore, red and on fire from. She dreaded having to dance with the man. He would probably try to feel her bottom and nibble her earlobe. He looked like that type. Maybe they wouldn't play any more slow songs, she hoped. Maybe Hub would feel the urge and take her home soon, and give her what his passion-provoking finger was making her want in spite of her protesting conscience.Emitting a soft sigh of surrender to the sensual pleasure being secretly pumped into her, Sue squirmed her rump about and snuggled her furry nest. Did some yard work. Have to take a shower. Clean up. That kind of thing," I said.She stood there, in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. And I could feel it.My dick was getting hard.She stared up at me, looking into my eyes."I've missed you," Katie said."Yeah. About that," I said.Katie smiled."I'm just kidding. Well, not really. I did miss you. But I get it," she said."Get what?" I finally responded."You have the whole married thing going on. The wife. All that bullshit," Katie responded.I didn't.