Alarm bells are going off, but I’m so drunk, I can’t do much but mumble a mild objection. He walks with his arm around me, leading me to an elevat...r. He uses a key to open it, and pushes the button for the floor. As the elevator rises, he swings me around in front of him and kisses and fondles me again. One part of my mind is yelling, no, but my body and the rest of my mind seem pretty happy with this.We get to the floor and the door opens, he walks me to a door, which he opens to reveal a very. Go ahead, fight me,” he laughed.Silk worked a hand free and struck him across the face. He stopped laughing and grabbed her by the throat. Choking her, he yelled,” You little fucking bitch, you cunt, you slut, you….” Suddenly Jon was ripped from her and Silk realized it was Michael holding Jon.“You don’t treat women like this Jon. Haven’t we had this conversation before?” Michael said as he threw Jon to the floor. Jon’s buddies took one looked at Michael’s face and ran from the room. Jon yelled. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by Jane in a short black skirt, boots and stockings with a tight white top which showed off her ample tits. She greeted me and showed me to the lounge which was in pitch black darkness, I could just make out a naked figure of a man sat on a chair blindfolded in the middle of the room, this I presumed was Andy. Jane guided me to a sofa nearby and told me to take a seat, she then turned the light up just a shade with the dimmer switch on the far wall. Now I. It made her even more proud of her body knowing that a teenage boy, and now a young man wanted to see her body. She too would find herself looking at him when he wore his swimming trunks, the skin tight ones he wore during competitions. They sometimes barely kept him all in. He would do little things like walk up to her when she was laying out and stand over her with his bulge right above her and ask where something was, or whatever question he could make up. I bet he can use that big young.