" She did a little twirl. "So where have you been? I haven't seen you around for ages." "I had a bit of an.....erm.....accident." I lied. "Must have b...en serious - you were away for almost 2 months." "Yeah. I got hit by a bus." She laughed, "Well judging by what I am looking at I seriously doubt it." "You like muscles?" "I like those muscles." She purred. "I like your dress....the guy tonight was unlucky not to impress you." "His loss." "What did he miss out on?" I pushed. "Would you like to. She had not made another sound. I touched her hip to indicate she could face me."Oh ... My ... God!" I was stunnedI was unprepared for the sight I beheld. Tying her hands behind her back and forcing her elbows together had the glorious effect of forcing her chest out through the open robe. Her breasts were standing proudly up thrust, firm and quivering with her - what - fear? Anger? She was definitely shaking.Whether it was the conversation, the cool air conditioning, or (dare I hope?) her. )I swallow nervously and look from one Dryth to the next.Silence reigns. The wind howls through the depopulated bar. All that is missing is a tumbleweed and some eerie harmonica tunes, or some dramatic 70s synth keyboard and Russel Mael’s falsetto voice going “This town ain't big enough for the both of us!”.When about five full minutes have passed by and exactly nothing happened, I’m starting to fold under the strain.“Alrighty, then. Uhm, this is awkward,” I mumble to myself and start to get up. Then more quietly he asked if she was involved. Kelly shared that yes, she was, he had been incredibly lucky, and he needed to find a new girlfriend that knew how to suck a cock. He expressed doubts about ever finding one as good as her. They had a full body naked hug that lasted way too long with a sloppy French kiss and hands crawling all over each other’s body.He nibbled her ear and asked if he could bend her over the trunk and fuck her. Kelly had to take a deep breath. She was drunk, horny.