Something made me pull her body down tight against me, lock my legs over behind hers, and hold her as tightly as I could. She only seemed to sort of t...y to fight a little. Her eyes showed she knew she could get free if she wanted. I just held on until I felt her go limp against my body. I thought maybe she had passed out until there was a bright flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder.Out of nowhere, she went wild. She started grinding on my leg as she worked up to push her pussy against. I was on cloud nine, and we hadn't even started yet. Suddenly my hand moved of its own accord, and I reached around to fumble with the strap. She was surprised by my sudden movement, but did nothing to stop me as I attempted to free her breasts from the fabric. What she did do was help me, after I was unable to unhook the damn thing after 2 minutes. She reached back and unhooked it in one swift motion, and the bra fell. I stared in awe at her perky boobs, for what they lacked in size they made. I try to reach for the blindfold, but my hands are tied above my head, clearly attached to the headboard of the bed. Not in a painful way, but obviously intended to restrict my movement. I feel the beginning of the panic set in. What’s going on? Who did this? Help! As my mind races, shaking off the last of the fog, I take a deep breath to calm myself because I know that only one person can be responsible. Only one person would know how to touch me in just the right ways to quietly restrain me. ‘…so near…yet so far…’my hubby lamented about his promotional chances while he drove but never cared to remember my birthday…that annoyed me and I kept quite…’…another chance is coming up in few days…I did all I can…hope they fill up the post at least this time…’he sighed…’…let us hope for the best…’I wished…‘…poor Venkat…still busy back there…’I commented as we stopped for lunch at a hotel on out skirts… ’…still hungry for him…’ my hubby queried…’…jealous…’ I taunted him…’…how was his wife…’ I.