“Don’t move,” Adam growled, as if I could have in that moment. I heard him open a drawer behind me and he returned with handcuffs, fastening my ...rists together above my head. “If you can’t control yourself, then you shouldn’t use your hands at all.”“I’m sorry, Sir,” I gasped.“No, you’re not.” I could practically hear his smile. “Not yet.”With no warning, his palm smacked across my ass, leaving behind a searing memory of the impact. My thin panties gave me little protection against him. I yelped. We’d been out and seen the show and had got back to our hotel, which was situated near the airport, at around 11:30pm.I wasn’t particularly tired but she was knackered and after eating she’d had a shower and was soon nodding off in bed. I decided to go down stairs to the smoking area and have a cigarette. I was smoking when I realised I was busting so heading off to the toilet I was surprised to see, upon entering the gents, six cubicles.I usually use the cubicles as I like to take my time. ” I started the slide show of my New York exhibition. “These are from my New York opening in December. In a minute it will switch to my Seattle opening last spring.”“Oh crap! You sell these?” Marsha asked.“Yes. Both the original oils and the limited edition art prints. If you sit for me as a nude, there is a strong likelihood that you will show up in a painting I do. It’s not quite as private as you think.”“But if we just wanted you to do us?”“That’s a completely different question,” I laughed.. It’s typically quiet so I’m thinking if I don’t make any noise I should be able to pick up the light and dip. I was wrong. As I grabbed the lightbulb and made my way back to the car the front door opens up and low and behold I hear “your always dragging to do things in time”. It was bobs mom whom i known and nice middle school and he had the biggest saggers and fattest hips a woman would die for. She knew I was sweet on her because when I would visit she would always catch me staring at her.