I was kind of hesitant at first to tell her what I did. But my attraction towards her got the better of me. I was telling her what I do for a living a...d noticed in her eyes that she was being turned on. This just added to the sexual tension that was building between us. After lunch I walked her to her car and took that opportunity to give her a kiss. As we embraced, I place one hand on the small of her back and pulled her towards me and placed my other hand on the back of her neck to hold her. What's Katy doing?" " She's out in the living room pouting about getting sprayed." " God she can be such a little girl sometimes." "I know. But that's not what I came in to talk to you about. I wanted to see if you could do us a favor?" Ughh great "What do you need." "Okay remember when Tiffany said there's more where that came from." " Yeah." " Umm... We kind of need you to be our bodyguard." "Like make sure they don't play anymore jokes on you right?" "Well actually more like walking around. Then they dragged me to the bed and the three of us got undressed in a couple seconds.Then Burke took off his belt and put it around my neck. At this time I got scared and I pleaded with him, sobbing and almost crying, not to hurt me.He laughed and said: “You are our white slave now, babe, do not worry, we will not hurt you more than you deserve… we just will fuck your brains out.”He tied my hands on my back with a silk scarf and threw me onto the bed. Things got a little rough as the two of. The picture was of Christie’s red bush with her pussy lips open and a yellowish liquid flowing out. When I turned around both women were laughing.There was quite a difference between them. Christie was twenty-one years old, a very pretty redhead, and about five feet six inches tall and a hundred and ten pounds. My wife was a forty-year-old blonde that was five feet eight inches tall and a hundred and forty pounds. My wife wore a 36-C bra and I later found out that when Christie wore a bra it.