"No, I arrived alone but it was quite late and I was tired," I responded."Ah, I see. And how did your meeting with Marianne go?" she asked innocently ...nough, but I thought I detected a suppressed smile."Just fine," I replied. "We had a lovely dinner together in her apartment and watched TV for an hour or so. Then she gave me a tour of the new exercise facility. I believe Kevin had a hand in setting that up, didn't he?" I think I remember him saying something about installing some new. ”“Hmm, I don’t know, boys are kind of stinky,” I giggled.“Not as stinky as the place you’re living now, it sounds like,” replied Derek. “Besides, it could be kinda fun!” As he said this, he put his hand on my thigh. It was a warm night, and I was wearing just a skirt, a button-up white blouse, and running shoes. I was on my second beer, and feeling the effects. At the touch of his hand my nipples immediately hardened, I felt a flush in my cheeks, and a warm gush in my pussy. I let out a small. "Yes." He started unbuttoning my shirt."What are you doing!" I said."It's ok, it's private, we're out in the middle of nowehere in the middle of the night." Are you sure?" Trust me, you're going to love this." He carried on unbuttoning my shirt and then peeled it off me. The cold night air was exhilarating on my bare breasts. He took off my shoes, my trousers, and the red silk French knickers I'd put on because I knew he liked pretty frilly things even though I was more of a pvc and rubber. My wrists were bound, comfortably, to the arms of the chair as I sat. I felt movement in front and behind me and breathed deeply to assure myself that these scents were the ones so familiar to me. They were. My two lovers were here. I was certain of that. I felt safe and relaxed a bit. But a moment later, while still feeling them move around me doing who-knows-what, I caught another scent. One I could not put a face to, but certainly knew to be that of a woman. As music began to play, just loud.