We had all gone out dressed as schoolgirls, you know the look, one that always goes down well with the lads. We all had a great night and started to s...lit up as we made our way home.I walked through the local bus station towards the taxi rank. As I walked through I saw two wino's sat on a bench drinking their booze. They soon clocked me and started to wolf whistle me and shout out smutty comments.I don't know what it was but I felt the urge to go up and confront these two vagrants. They both. Not only buying him a rainbow of colors but learning the styles of knots. Windors and half Windsors, Prince Alberts and Four-in-Hands, even going as far as the more complicated and artful looking Trinity and Eldridge knots. She liked kissing his throat, fastening the top button, then twisting the silk around her knuckles for several tense heartbeats, tethered together by a length of expensive cloth before binding him all closed. She looked forward to unwrapping him in the evening. Only lately. Chambers, what is that wet spot on your shorts? You don’t have a bottle of water to have spilled any on you,’ I remarked. I knew his cock was leaking juices and I’d tease him about it.”“When I’d position my body to do parallel parking, I’d turn my upper body and put my right arm behind the passenger seat. I’d look at Craig and smile. One hand would go under my top to feel my bare tit while the other moved up my inner thigh and fingered my pussy.”“I remember during our second lesson, he gave me. Every time we touched was heart pounding and the last time we got close was a few months prior in another apartment but that's another story. Life was looking good and on top of that I got to spend time flirting with her through little things and ways we had picked up over the years. A brush against the cock here, a finger slide up her pussy there. All while her husband watched football mindlessly. This went on for days. So one night, me and her are outside smoking and drinking, just starting.