Waffles for breakfast so don't be too long." Yeah! Waffles! My favorite!" and suddenly there was a PJ clad streak heading for the bathroom.While I'd b...en waiting for Jordan to wake up I'd got things organized. As I heard Jordan leave the bathroom to go and get dressed, I started the first pair of waffles. As she'd done the day before, she seemed to have an appetite that was hard to satisfy. At one point, I wondered if there would be any batter left for me. 'Oh well, there's always cold cereal'. "Open them. I cant see," Alice replies smacking my shoulder. I open my eyes briefly, but the pain is so bad, I began to tear as Alice lets out a loud gasp.'Enough," I shout, my eyes feeling like thousands of needles impaling themselves into me."Wow," Alice breathes as she slips the glasses back onto my face."What's wrong?" My voice squeaking with concern.Alice just keeps smiling, "Wow! Your eyes are the most beautiful shade of blue I've ever witnessed." Huh, my eyes are always blue; I was born. Her name was Jean and I met her on the job. My team had been assigned the job of designing a new corporate headquarters/factory for a client that was expanding into our region. Jean worked for the client. She was my counterpart on the project. She was the project manager overseeing the design process. She was friendly, articulate, opinionated... and the most gorgeous creature that I had ever seen. She could be tough when she needed to be, but I soon discovered her soft and tender side too. She. Karen left, and came back with a real blindfold, another surprise. Sightless, I was bent over, my hands placed on the edge of the sink. I held on as the butt plug was pulled backward, my asshole grudgingly relented and let it out. It had been in me for almost an hour, my butthole stayed open, the sisters stared in awe and their fingers gently probed inside me.I was led to the bedroom, the first thing they did was to buckle me into the strap-on harness, its leather strap buried tight in my ass.