He let her look about, on one wall a St Andrews crucifix, behind the door a tall closed cupboard, to the left a chair, heavy solid, wooden, and bloods...ained, straps hanging from the arms and legs, a thick wooden tray, again stained, leaning casually against the left side. In the other corner a couch, a doctors examination couch complete with leg rests and in the centre a rope lift under the single light, complete with floor rings. She shuddered, a look of shear panic rushing through her, as he. Then as they realized that the discussions between them had been explicit and fantasy may become reality they worked to share with each other, potential misgivings and fears or was it shyness. The day, or evening arrived both unsure who might back out, with William driving up towards Joe’s, only way this would become a real meet, was based on William driving to the vicinity of Joe’s and then placing a call to get the final directions. This was the last chance for each of them to back out of. ..her hands holding your head tight to her pussy, enjoying your tongue as you please her...The images filling your mind, making your pussy throb with desire for another woman, a stranger so much you almost miss the turn at the top of the hill. Trying to focus again you reverse then turn right, as you had been directed....or was it instructed...by the receptionist. Within a couple of minutes driving slowly on the dirt track you arrive at the cabin. Sitting in your car for a moment to gather your. But I pushed those thoughts back down and tried to ignore them. Until everything changed.Kevin and I were both more craft beer guys, but Ashley slowly made us appreciate wine. So from then on, it wasn't uncommon for us to have a few glasses of wine here and there. If it was a weekend and none of us felt like going out, we would have way more than a few glasses. It would start at dinner, then go on through a few games or a movie. If it was a movie night, then Ashley and I would normally lay on.