Oh god it feels so good!”Well, she thought. This is a surprise that I can use. I am going to have to talk with Patty to see how I should handle it.S...e now combines finger-fucking his ass with the slow strokes on his cock and within a short time is playing him like a violin – up to the edge, stop, rest and begin again. Sometimes she twists her hand as she slides it down his cock, sometimes she uses just 2 fingers to slowly stroke him or by making a ring with her two fingers but each stroke is. You would hear soft music playing in a dimly lit suite. Satisfied with the bedroom portion, I showered then cleaned the bathroom so it appeared as unused, shaved, put on fresh clothes and went to the bar where we had agreed to meet. Almost too good to be true there was a booth in a back corner that was available. Selecting it I sat and ordered a Pepsi to sip as I waited. The moment you entered, our eyes met across the room. You had dressed almost exactly as you told me you would be and looked. I was sat sideways on her typist's chair, and she came over and moved behind me."Shhh - don't say anything..." and Maggie was holding my shoulder with one hand while running her other gently over my back. "Ahh - found it!" and she started rubbing a point on my back with the ball of her hand. "You've crossed a muscle over a rib," I was told by way of explanation.Whatever - her hand was warm and soothing. Surpassingly, what had been a sharp and uncomfortable experience eased under her. Hours pass, you're unaware of their amount. You start to feel better gradually. OK now. Time to think. Where could you possibly be? What exactly happened? And why are you in your panties? Too many questions, so let's start with the first one. Where are you? You look around again. And again. And again. Something in the back of the head seems to run to the front. It hits you. Oh shit. But....no. Or yes? You have seen this room before, just out of a different perspective. And the memory reveals.