Later that night I was in my office and headed my wife ask my mother in law if she had going to wash and it hit me the panties were not my wife’s fu...k. Here is were it gets interesting I can see the laundry room from my office and I can see her sorting the laundry and she gets to the panties, I can see this look on her face she inspects them and sniffs them and then she licks them wtf . So for a week I would do the same and I would see her take them to her room. So I put a GoPro in her room and. .sure.” My mother couldn’t be home. A glance at the bedside clock confirmed she’d left for work. I briefly wondered where Fiona was lurking.“But you have to let me tie your hands to the bedpost so you can’t grab me.”“I won’t grab you. I promise.”“I’m not taking any chances.” Carla started to get up and I panicked again.“You can tie me!” She smiled and reached into a bag. She brought out a pair of Velcro cuffs and my hands were soon secure to the bed post. She wasn’t finished though. . So I took my car to the restaurant she worked at and one of the guys who was the cook, came out and introduced himself as Tyrone. He said he'd be happy to do my car and wouldn't charge me a lot. I said I would bring the car to him later on and we would work something out. He said it was no problem he could just take it now and have it done in a few hours. So I gave my keys to him and he took my car and I went and had a few drinks with some friends. A few hours later, my friend called and. He paid special attention to her petite breasts, firmly massaging them and tweaking her nipples. After groping her for an extended period of time, he directed her to the living room where half a dozen guys were standing around, in bath robes, talking with each other and enjoying drinks. There was soft music playing in the background, nothing distinct, just "elevator music". Another woman in a sexy French maid's uniform appeared suddenly and offered her a drink. It was Champaign that tasted very.