I am just a little confused.”“Confused?”Kirsten lowered her voice, “I am impressed with you. I think I like you, but I have never been with a ...oman.” She blushed, and looked around whether someone had overheard. Why did she just blurt this out? Where would this lead?“Well, Kirsten, you fit a fantasy of mine. When you ever feel ready, I will be waiting for you.”Kirsten's brain was racing. “I think I might need something stronger than coffee for this conversation.”“Well it is almost five. How. .” she began.In the dark she saw Cal snap his head around to look at her. It was too dark to make out his expression.“About this afternoon,’ she repeated, “you know, about us being together...”“Yes?” he asked.“Well about us doing it this afternoon, I just want you to know that you don’t have to feel obligated in any way. It was nice. I wanted to do it, and we did. I’m glad we did it, but that’s as far as it has to go.”“Oh,” she heard him say in the dark.She couldn’t tell what that meant. Maybe. I eagerly did as she requested. "Now, I will be feeding you" she added "since you're blindfolded. And since you won't need your hands, I'm going to secure them to the arms of the chair."I smiled and then heard Velcro being opened and straps wrapped around my wrists and the arms of the chair. I was now secure and without eyesight. She leaned down and kissed me again. as we kissed, I heard a slight crash or something in the kitchen and jumped. She broke the kiss and added..."Don't be alarmed,. He was amazed watching a dick disappear inside his butt, over and over and over.Thankfully, the movie ended and a thunderous round of applause reverberated throughout the room. Mark felt like he was in the middle of a dream; no, nightmare. He simply couldn't process that a room full of strangers had just seen his every private part, and witnessed these parts getting fucked and sucked. And all in living color and with close-ups to boot.Marked continued hiding behind the older man, but noticed.