"Ahhhhhh...You’re tight"I let a little more go in..."OOOOO my gosh baby"A little more..."Mmmmmmm....fucccccck."Then I just sat on the rest taking th... last few inches fast and hard.His body did what can only be described as a Mexican Wave from his toes to head."That's better isn't it baby?"I stretch over him to get the tie and belt that is d****d invitingly on the head board. I use the tie first..I put a knot on each wrist and tie his hands to the head of the bed, then for good measure tie both. I can smell the sweet scent of your perfume as we sway slowly to the music. We dance cheek to cheek for hours… or perhaps only a few minutes. It doesn’t matter, we get lost in the moment and in each other. ‘Kissa,’ I whisper. ‘Yes baby,’ you whisper back. ‘It’s perfect.’ ‘What’s perfect?’ you ask. ‘Everything,’ I say softly in your ear, ‘the mood, the music… you…’ ‘I disagree,’ you say as you step back from me, ‘There’s something else that would make this evening even better. C’mon.’ You take. I went full-out on the place, sparing no expense since I knew that most of our time would be spent there.Friday night came, and Christina sashayed into my office in a red and white polka dot summer dress. It was quite sexy with spaghetti straps, low cut chest, and rather short. I'd say that it was mid-thigh, but it barely passed her ass and hoochie. As she approached my desk, she gave a little spin, which revealed that she was panty-less.I couldn't resist slipping my hand between her thighs. Gymnastics, that’s my favorite sport. The two of them laughed and Bianca rubbed his shoulder lightly and said she hopped she didn’t hurt him. John decided to continue the flirtatious banter. “Oh that’s OK. You’re so hot you can do anything you want with me. Hit me. Slap me. Take my credit card shopping.” John chuckled and Bianca giggled. Bianca smiled sexily, touched his arm and leaned close to John’s ear, close enough that he could smell her perfume, and whispered. “ANYTHING I want? Now.