Her dark hair curling around her womanly treasures that I would give anything to sink my tongue into.I dropped my hand to my twitching cock and groane... in distress. I was hard; so hard it was painful. Had Maggie seen me this way?Heart pounding, I pulled off my clothes and ran out to the swimming pool that Leldon had refilled a couple of weeks earlier. Diving in, I began a set of heavy laps."What am I gonna' do?" I asked George as I followed him into the kitchen. I had dreamed about Bob seeing. I could see that she had a huge grin on her face and the streaks of Kirstie's pussy juice covered her mouth."Still a voyeur after all these years, huh Martin?" Shelley said as she bent down and took my hand helping me up. She had straightened out her skirt but I could still see the wet spot she had made in her panties."Yes... I mean no... I mean... you sort of disappeared on me down there at the party and I didn't know where you had gone. I was actually leaving, so I'll leave you two ladies. But before I can toy with her anymore I had better improve her restraints. Grabbing the key from the nearby dresser I unlock one of her wrists. Quickly I re-latch the handcuff, this time around the bedpost. Picking up another pair of cuffs I duplicate the restraint on her other wrist leaving her arms spread out in a Y and securely affixed to the bed posts, as Amy's brief ineffectual struggle demonstrates.Selecting another device from the dresser I dangle a thick leather collar complete with. Although probably thoroughly deserved on my part at the time. But both Cheryl and I call her on it. If it’s something worthy of discussion, and not said just for reaction, we discuss it. It can actually be helpful. But I just don’t think that way. Especially with those I love.”“You love me?”“Yes, Maria.”“I love you too.”“Even if it’s just sex?”“I could say the same about you.”“You could.”She thought about it. “It’s deliberate on my part. These trysts. Never sleeping with you.”“It is.”“It’s not.