..I was now his to use as he wished......deep in the woods where no one could hear me scream.......far from prying eyes.......yes I was now totally he...pless and trussed up and submissive. As he slowly walked around me admiring his handiwork I couldn't help but notice that a distinct and familiar wetness was beginning to grow between my legs. I could only imagine what he was intending to do next but the mere thought of what was to come had me a bit nervous and I must admit I had become quite. Then i went into bathroom to freshen up.i came out wearing a casual t-shirt and 3/4 pant..i wear this kind of clothes usually at home..”How was your trip?” dad asked ..”Good dad” i replied.”Would you like me to cook something for you..” “Ohh yes” he said..i then moved to kitchen.he followed me there.”Did u do anything special there?” he asked again..”Special…? what did he mean by that?” i thought to myself…”Nothing dad..” i said..i started cooking and parallally was keeping an eye on my. "Can I get you anything else?" No, that's all for now," he turned back to his work.Shanika went back down the hall to the reception area and sat at her desk. She thought about her encounter with Mr. Whitlock. Unlike Miz Peterson he hadn't objected to her formalities. And he called her girl. She felt her pussy getting wet.The morning proceeded uneventfully. Around one her phone rang with the single ring indicating an inside call. She saw on the display that the call was from Mr. Whitlock."Yes,. I was sure as hell hoping this was all fantasy and wished we didn’t have to set it off with alcohol although I guess it loosened me up like it did her.Our anniversary arrived and I booked a nice hotel suite with a balcony and a Jacuzzi. It wasn’t far away so we could go there on Friday, the actual date, directly from work. I had an idea and hoped it could be a breakthrough in resolving this double sex life we were leading. It was too damn good to stop but I also wanted to know the truth.When we.