A few minutes later the house was completely quiet. All I could hear was the snow on the window.The weather hadn't changed much during the night. Neit...er of us could recall seeing so much snow before. I still hoped that I'd be able to get home and I guess Lisa hoped her parents would make it home before Christmas Eve, but the forecast shattered all hopes. Here we celebrate Christmas the twenty-fourth in the evening, walking around the tree holding hands and singing Christmas carols before. “Now, let’s make a start, before the morning’s chaos starts!”She handed me an account application for to complete, showing me what I needed to fill out. When I signed the bottom of the form, she added her signature, and a stamp – her official registration stamp, she explained.“Now, you can call in, twenty-four hours a day, to our trading desk, there will be someone to help you,” she said. “All you will need to do is give your account number, which is here, and we need to set up a password, so. So, we began to plan it out. It was pretty much done in a few minutes, as Vicki made a few phone calls to verify who would be coming, etc. She was siitting across from me in her white shorts and Texas Ranger T-shirt. I couldn't help but notice that with her legs spread apart, I could see the red bush between her little legs. In fact, I could see the pinkness of her pussy, and the unmistakable moisture , gently seeping out her virgin slit. She was sexually aroused and I just couldn't pass up. Also keep in mind that my wife loved bondage….but only when she was in the sub role. She loved to be tied spread eagle (not painfully) and blindfolded and have me arouse her and keep her aroused. So I dreamed up a way for her to be tied but for her to still be in control of how long I gave her oral sex. We already had bondage ropes that I usually used on her wrists and ankles that I had made from some old leather belts (shortened with extra holes drilled in them) that were tied to fairly.