..." he said completely surprised. I fucked up. I moved my hand away from his crotch area, completely humiliated. "I'm sorry. I-I-I-" "NO NO It's okay... You can keep doing that.” he said. "Honestly I was gonna make a move tonight, but later on." "Are you sure?" I asked. "I'm sure. You can keep at it." he said as he unzipped his zipper halfway for me. I smiled at him and leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the lips. We both felt our hearts race with that. Unfortunately we both knew we couldn't. It was Holly, to say that the Sergeant had phoned to say he would be arriving in about fifteen minutes, with Mrs “Sadaf, and that all was well. Reg relaxed.At the house, the doorbell was eventually rung, and Carol went to answer it. There on the doorstep stood two people in police uniform, and she invited them inside, then closed the door.Sergeant Phillips introduced Mrs Sadaf, and explained he was going back to the car to collect her bag. Carol took Mrs Sadaf though to the living room and. I can’t stop stroking, pinching my nipples. Can he tell? Does he see? I’m so aroused I want to cream in my pants. Wait, I’m not wearing any. Never mind. I surrender. I’ll do anything he asks. Everything, I’m his slave. His slut whore bitch. Use me. Abuse me. Please? Can he hear my thoughts?Fastening the blindfold, and now the wrist restraints behind my back. He’s helping me out but – HEY, HEY!!! I’m NAKED – remember? Ok, I feel the raincoat on my shoulders. But, wait, it’s not closed, I can. Now, this wasn’t as bad as it sounds. This was no country barn. The attic was spacious, larger than the other bedrooms, and even had it’s own separate thermostat and bathroom. I was less than thrilled though, at having to share a bedroom with my sister. Dad insisted that it was only temporary, and that he’d build a partition through the room as soon as he could, but for the time being, we’d just have to deal.Katie and I ghetto-rigged up a divide through the middle of the room by hanging some.