He'd stripped the bed down to the sheet, and had a comfortable pillow for my head. The ropes were already in place, and he laid me down and secured th...m to my wrists and ankles."We should have a safeword," he said. I was surprised he even knew about such things. "You have one with Philippe, don't you? What is it?" he asked.I blushed before telling him."Linguini," I said, and we chuckled together over that."Now, not another word," he told me. Then he lay down next to me and began kissing me. The. I was 16 and sleeping over at my best friend Kerry's house, she lived with her mum, dad and little sister. I had a crush on Kerry's dad, it was something i can't explain, he was in his 40's, tall, good looking but in an older man kind of way. Kerry and i would tell each other everything and she told me regularly that her parents were arguing alot. Her mum was always nagging him, shouting and dressed in baggy clothes, she wasn't attractive. We decided to watch a film that evening, Kerry got her. She smiles and said kind of it got hot from lunch time onwards. And winked at me. Turned round bent over to take her shoes off. And flashed me her bare freaky shaved pussy. Turns out the new young lad had been flirting with her since he started. And she fancied see if he was all talk or not. She had decided to go with the shirt skirt bra and light top. As she know how sexy I think she looks but it worked. That morning on arrival to work the new lad commented on never seeing her legs out. To. He acted out of ignorance."She sat back and crossed her arms. "I'll talk to him today. You just sit back and cool off. When the time is right – and don't wait too long, Rob – you two sit down and talk it out."Rob nodded miserably, thinking that life had taken another sharp right turn into uncharted lands. "Thank you, Brenda. You're a good friend." And don't you forget it, buster. You're gonna owe me big for this."Rob snorted in his coffee. "Like I already didn't?"Brenda returned to work while.