.. bigger ... than I'm used to. I grew up in quintessential suburbia: six-lane surface streets with 55 mile-an-hour speed limits and a distinct lack o... buildings over two stories tall. Even though I've moved to San Francisco, it's still not nearly as imposing as Manhattan."She rolled her eyes. "I didn't ask about the city per se, but about your trip."I smiled. "Imposing city but lovely people. Well, except for the cranky, impatient ones on the streets and sidewalks. But my new co-workers – and. It is very important to me that we finish our feast at the same time. Therefore, I want you to work hard at your duties, but just in case you get ahead of me, I'm going to give you a little tap on the head. That will mean that you need to stop what you're doing and just hold my dick in your mouth for a while. When I want you to get busy again I'll give you another tap."I was sure Chanticleer was instructing me in a tone loud enough to be heard by other diners and had to hope they weren't paying. “I know just the thing, and it’ll add to the picture,” she explained while she rummaged in one of her drawers. “Yep, perfect.” The sound of her bare feet stopped right behind me. “Don’t be alarmed,” she told me. “I’m just going to bind your wrists behind you.” And with that, her hands gripped my shoulders and began to travel down my arms, guiding them behind me. And I let her, until my wrists were crossed behind my back, and could feel her wrapping some kind of thin, soft cord around them and. With a mild curse, she gingerly stepped out of the car in to knee-deep water and began to walk.Mark welcomed the chance to be back at work after his pleasant but exhausting honeymoon, the breakfast and hot coffee doing much to restore his energy. Damn, if he could just find the strength to leave his young wife, Desirée - but Christ, he almost couldn't this morning! He had just wanted to lie in bed with her and make love and stroke her hot and sweaty body. He was already getting hard just.