Then she asked me a shocker do you like my figure..?I mentioned her she is beautiful but dont know about the rest of things, then she mentioned me she...know how i was staring and stealing glances at her body and stuff. I was speechless and then she mentioned nothing wrong in it.she mentioned me that she also likes me and she mentioned she wants to be satisfied. I asked how she mentioned you are a young man you have a long sex life but my sexual life is going to go on only for a few years as am. This is where elegant ladies come for fine food and drink. A place where Elizabeth and Anastasia can relax and enjoy themselves. God, I feel better already." Okay, but, Anastasia?" What can I say. Back then my mother was a hopeless romantic."They were interrupted by a waitress, dressed identically to the maitre'd, except that the dress and accessories were in blue. She sat several items on the table - linen napkins, linen place mats, a tall pink candle which she lit, and a bud vase containing a. Straps are put over my thighs and somehow tied to the table. How this was done I've no clue for I couldn't see. My ankles were then strapped as well. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I should be deeply concerned about this. Yet the colors were pretty before my closed eyes. Was that a touch of yellow? The noises faded away and I drifted off to sleep.Something woke me. What? Huh? Where am I? And why can't I move? My back aches. Slowly thought comes back to me... Oh Shit! What was that. They start out subtle. I heard what I believed to be the smacking sounds of a passionate kiss, followed not to long after by what sounded like slight gagging and the occasional moans. At first I thought my horniness was just getting the best of me, but as the sound of my son's bed slowly creaking filled the silent house I knew it was true. Just down the hall from me, my son was getting fucked by possibly the most handsome man I had ever seen. I look down to see my dick start to rise. My arousal.