All the time you were here I kept wondering what was going to happen to me next. I didn’t care. I knew you had a plan and I trust you. You asked me ...o take you to our guest bedroom. You told me to remove my robe and lie down on the bed. You then tied each wrist to the bedpost. The first one was a little loose so you had to retie it. After that you placed a blindfold on me and began touching my body. To be honest, I can’t remember which part of me you were touching, it just felt like you had my. “Yeah, that’s what I said.” I was looking into her beautiful brown eyes, but her eyes were fixated on something. I figured she was watching the video, letting her anger build up, but I followed her gaze and realized that she was staring at my dick. It had deflated considerably in the brief commotion, but when I looked back at her pretty face and saw the lust in her eyes, my libido was instantly in full swing again. “So how long have you guys been hooking up?” I asked as my cock again bloated up. . how many have there been?”She sat back up.“Two,” she said.“Oh.” I actually felt relieved. I had expected her to say four or five. I knew there must be a hundred guys who hoped to get with her that way. “Wait. I thought you were on the pill.”“I am,” she said. “But I don’t take chances. Except with you.”“Oh,” I said. I was still having trouble processing the idea of other guys ... with her.“Are you mad?”“I’m not allowed to be mad,” I said.“You’re allowed to feel however you feel, Bobby,” she. She was avrage height, long black curly hair, bi-racial, green eyes, full figured, and she had a pretty face. She had been answering phone calls like that for her mother since she was about 10. Lies came easily to her, and she blamed her mother for it. Her mom would be out with one guy, and shoppig with another man's money. Her mother had an attraction to older [married] men, with money. It was only natural that nicole had the same taste, but she wasn't a gold digger like her mother. Her.