It didn't matter, her panties were down far enough for him to carry out his intentions.The predator stepped in close between her splayed high-heeled f...et; his crotch close to her buttocks, one hand gripping her handcuffed wrists and pushing her body down hard on the kitchen table, the other hand under her skirt pulling her panties down so that they bunched around her thighs. He bought his free hand out from under her skirt and spat in the palm of it; then he spread the glistening spit over his. However, since he is in school and works also, he doesn't come in as often as Jane or even myself. He still does pretty well for himself, though. With us all chatting, catching up with one another, I notice Grayson come in. We smile at one another, but it isn't long before he comes over and asks me to go speak with him privately. I, of course, have no issues with this. “Hey Charlie girl, I just wanted to make sure you’re doing all right,” Grayson says, his voice is low. He is the only person. I asked her for the treat she said whatever you want I will give. We went to movie and while watching movie I was holding her hands and slowly my hands started to move on her bare thighs she was responding very well. Then my hands started to move upwards I touched her navel and she started to moan. She said not her we will go somewhere else. Luckily that day was raining. We booked cab and had our dinner. I called home and said I won’t be coming night. We boarded the cab. I has hugging her in. Actually, for my wife and her lover, it seemed that their problems were only just now beginning!About a week later I got the joyful phone call I had been expecting. I had my mobile phone with me at the cabin on the Russian River (heavy and the size of a brick in those days) and I was already well-served that early afternoon with six or seven bottles of Henry Weinhard's Reserve beer already down the hatch as I nervously drank while fishing with some friends."Phil, I've been trying to get ahold.