It wasn’t until the third time that we met that any thoughts of something more began to tingle at the back of my head, and tingle they did. Tipsy as...I was at this tiny party, I made sure that he had reason enough to notice me. ‘Come sit with me!’ I would beg in my little girl voice. I began to trace lines down his neck with my fingers, playing with his hair. He traced lines up and down my arms and across my thighs. Closer and closer he came to dangerous places, but never there. My breast. She picked up the whip again and turned the handle towards herself. She began moving it around her swollen labia and clitoris. I moved towards her, smelling her heat, her physical effort. My fingers weren't enough to satisfy her and she was interested in using the whip handle as a dildo. I held the handle of the whip with her. I pushed against her leather covered buttocks into the handle with my other hand, encouraging her to stay close to the handle. I could feel her push it in and out of. But actually I'm getting wet from catching you pleasuring yourself. You hesitantly roll over remembering the time I had blindfolded you, tied you down to the bed with your legs as wide as I could get them. I spanked your ass because I caught you jerking off that time too. Now for my fantasyWe live in a big house. Our bedroom is so big the bed sits in the middle of the room. A canopy bed with a post at each corner. Each has tie downs ready to use at any time. Theres a sex swing positioned by. We were not getting along and I thought at the time that the relationship had run its course. I was in the kitchen getting a bottle of chilled champagne from the refrigerator. I closed the door. When I turned around Rocky Harte grabbed me and pinned me to the refrigerator; champagne still in my hand. I felt too shocked to fight him off. Rocky looked at me and without any warning, he hitched up my plain navy pencil skirt and and pressed his body into me. He held me up against the.