She smiled at me…The police car parked just close to us and two policemen went down.A big black cop touched the window glass with his flashlight. I ...ut the glass down and this huge man asked me if it was not too late for being there with a hooker…He was talking to me; but his eyes were glued in Anita’s cleavage. I then saw my wife’s nipples were fully hardened in excitement.The man added it was a felony to be fucking in the streets.He leaned on me and said I had for sure got so much alcohol and. You chuckle softly and say ?But I want you pet.? ?And You shall have me Master, in time,......perhaps.? I whisper impishly. You growl at this and shake You head. ?No growling Sir, I would hate to have to gag You Master.? ‘You wouldn’t dare, slave? I raise my left brow ?Oh, wouldn’t I?? is my only reply. I stepping away I continue to strip . Sliding my panties down over my thighs and letting them drop to the floor. As a new song come on the radio I begin to dance. “I have a little whiskey and some vodka, but no mixers I’m afraid.” He held up a fifth of Dewer’s and a fifth of Absolute. “Dewer’s would be nice, no ice.” He told me to sit down and relax while he poured two glasses. I sat on the bed.He sat beside me, handed me the glass of whiskey, and clinked his to mine. We both sipped. “I never did ask you…you DO bottom, right?” I nodded. “Good, it was stupid of me not to ask.” He put his hand on my thigh and rubbed gently, inching it toward my crotch.. Stay away. I don’t like his vibe.”“His vibe? The man is half a football field away and you can feel his vibe? It must be a guy thing because I’m not getting it.”He just grunted and stomped back into the house.The next week I walked down to the corner market just to get out of the house. There was an ice cream parlor next door and I looked up when someone tapped the glass. It was Brian and he was motioning me in. Should I go? Why not? It was the middle of the day, broad daylight with tons of.