Behind her, four hands were securing Cathy's thighs to the front chair leg-bar. In front, Rosy pulled out more lengths of duct-tape and formed a bindi...g loop of tape between Cathy's bound wrists and her throat. The result was an uplifted chin anchoring painfully stretched arms. Cathy was duct-tape hog tied and strapped into the chair, sitting ten inches above the floor so that her bare buttock cheeks made a great target for that belt which had been reserved for just such an occasion. Cathy's. It was no wonder I married someone much older then I am. And while, everyone looked strangely at us, did it bother me? No! Not at all! For I was living the very dream I’d dreamt a million times, I was with an older woman. My wife, short, fair, far better looking than the average looking dude I am. She was quiet on the outside, but turned into something else when we shut the door of the bedroom from day one! Years of waiting ended in less than 5 minutes, when I mounted her for the first time,. Charlie invited him in and shortly after I heard them both climbing the stairs. When they entered the room Derek moved over to me and planted a long sloppy kiss on my lips. When we moved apart he gestured to Charlie to sit down on the bedside chair. he opened his holdall and proceeded to tie Charlie onto the chair - making sure his hands and feet were totally immobilised. Charlie was now in no position to interfere with anything that was now to occur.Derek now asked me to raise my hands above. “I’m not really that pissed off about it” he said, not sounding very convincing. “Are you sure?” I asked, feeling rather sorry for him. “Yeah, yeah, whatever” he said, breathing heavily on the other end of the phone, “So how was it?” he asked. I didn’t say anything for a few seconds, as I didn’t know whether he was being serious or not. “What do you mean how was it?” I said, “Why do you even want to know?” “I’m just curious” he said, “It kind of turns me on, knowing that you both did stuff.