I said I was serious and it would indeed be very relaxing.After perusing her for 15 minutes she finally said Ok but I cannot, my husband will be there... I said we will wait when he would be going for a trip. She said Ok and left. I was really happy everything was normal and after 20 days, he had to go to Chennai for some work and would be away for 3 days, I thought this was my chance.The next day morning her left in car in the evening after college when I came I had a casual chat with her, she. His heart was galloping, and he felt weak in the knees. The features of her face were exquisite, making it look somewhat innocent and childish. Her long shapely legs were bare and she wore a short black skirt that had a small slit on her left side. Her rounded hips were swaying rhythmically as she walked. Her long dark blond hair was cascading over her shoulders. Peter was hypnotized by the sight. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch her. His natural shyness was about to vanish. Then,. I remove the rope tying her slender right leg to the head of the bed, taking a firm grip on her ankle as I release the knots holding it to her thigh. “Easy, darlin’; you’re not goin’ anyplace I don’t want you.” I say, emphasising my control with a stinging slap to her left buttock, leaving a deep red print across her pale flesh as she whimpers, both from the slap and the discomfort of blood returning to her leg. I keep my tight grip on her ankle as she tries to buck me off, her soccer-player’s. Immediately, Jennie felt her sexual fluid start to flow. She felt it coat both sides of her shaved smooth slit and was now sorry she had not slipped on some underwear. She tried to speak, but the heat inside her loins was barring her from doing so. James saw that he had surprised her and decided to intervene, try to help her out a little. He smiled and said, ‘May I ask your name?’ Jennie smiled and turned red and answered, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry. I’m Jennie.’ ‘Okay, what do you say we start over?.