I pulled from my driveway into his and honked the horn... he came walking out, and i could tell he was still a little stiff in the crotch. not full bl...wn i didnt think but could tell he was thinking about it. he hopped in the car, and asked me what we were doing. i told him we were going to run to fredricks of hollywood before my wife got home and pick up a few things. again, he moved into panic mode. "what?!?! no way man. thats way too embarassing!" i told him to calm down, i would take care. A minute later, however, there was a knock at the door. I opened it and found Bobby standing there. He was wearing typical college guy clothes, and trying to act nonchalant, stating he was back as I had asked, and was wondering what I had decided.I told Bobby that I had found additional things to consider since the afternoon and told him to follow me. With a questioning look on his face, he followed me down the hall to the bedroom. I turned and showed him the lingerie on the bed, and told him. I’d even intentionally leave videos of me intensely whacking off in the hopes of his wanting to drop his work and just wildly fuck, but it wasn’t happening…and I was about to fucking burst. I told him, not even in jest, that in the two and half hour drive up to see his folks, we’d have to pull over for a blow job, and he refused…only until I started whacking off myself and promised to cum on his dashboard did he pull over and let me spew on the side of the road.By the time we arrived, I was. “Are you mad at me?”Kat shook her head. “Why would I be mad at you? You’re just doing what comes naturally.”“You should be mad at me,” said Lexi. “I’m a terrible, terrible slut. I deserve to be punished.”This got Kat’s attention. Soon Lexi found herself stretched out across Kat’s bed with her hands cuffed to the posts at one end and her ankles tied at the other with a scarf and the belt from a robe. Kat gagged Lexi with a pair of big, old-fashioned panties that she never wore and sat down to.