I felt like I had fallen into a trance. Once again, in a completely different involuntary movement, I reached down to play with my cock. I was still...looking at the same picture of what appeared to be my wife sucking someone else’s cock when my wife came back out and caught me staring.“I bet I know what you’re thinking about!” she said in a slightly playful way. “So, do you think you could do it? I could certainly understand if you couldn’t go through with it!” she told in a clearly sincere. ” Michelle left the room and the two designers headed back to their work stations. “You didn’t have to give me the credit,” Michael said, sitting down.“Don’t worry about it,” Dana replied, “I give credit where’s it due.”“We should really get down to these revisions,” Michael replied, turning on his computer. They worked for nearly two hours and was soon done. They ran the final designs through Michelle who gave them the green light to show the client. “I’m going to email the client, want to go. “What do you say we lock the door and fuck on the desk?” Bob whispered in my ear. “It has been a while since we got kinky.”I was tempted to take Bob up on his offer because just hearing Mike’s voice on the phone had made my panties wet. t would not be the first time when making love to Bob that I had pretended. had pretended it was Mike’s thick cock instead of Bob’s short narrow one. Hell, there were even times when had to masturbate that I pretended it was Mike’s hands and mouth bringing me. This is not an adjoining wine cellar—it is nothing short of a prison. All manner of iron shackles and wooden stocks are scattered throughout the room. “M’lord…” Katherine protests with all the calm she can muster. “Perhaps your requirements for the night would be better suited for Isabel—“ “Isabel? Isabel?” Lord Quincy snorts. “She would be broken at what I desire from you.” Katherine’s voice shakes. “And what might that be, m’lord?” “Soon enough, my dear. First we must address this midnight.