”“When?”“As soon as possible.”“Joe?”“If you can’t talk to Moira, I will.”“I’ll talk to her. Will it be a date? Just us two?”...��You think that would be best?”“I do. If Moira...”“It’s up to her.”“It is, Joe. Though I can’t imagine that she could resist you for long.”Joe laughed. “We’ve been together a long time. People get too used to each other.”“Joe? You know what I think?”“What?”“Your supposed ex-wives are fools. I know what getting bored with a spouse looks like. Lord knows, I’ve had enough. I leaned over and our lips joined, tongues fencing with each other. At the same time she pulled my hand lower and it slipped under her dress and over a springy nipple. She moaned into my mouth as I gently tugged on the protuberance. I rubbed across it lightly with the palm of my hand. She lashed furiously at my tongue and then I felt her tense and shiver. She collapsed back down to her seat, the movement dislodging my hand from her breast back to her shoulder. ‘Oh I needed that, but it only. Whether she wanted it or not, her body was reacting to him. She was enjoying this rough treatment. Just as she had enjoyed the things he had done to her last night!His hand rose to her tits again. This time his fingers were met by the summery warmth of her flesh. She quivered, trying to push the mounting excitement of her body away.His fingers lightly brushing and tapping at her erect nipple did little to help. Nor did the wonderfully squeezing finger that expertly kneaded and rolled the firm. “Let me go Isaac!” I yelled, trying to wiggle my way out of the shirts and shorts that tied me to the chair. “This isn’t funny anymore!”“Oh,” Isaac said, ignoring me. “I almost forgot this.”Quickly grabbing the underwear he was using from ground, Isaac returned and stuffed it into my mouth before I could scream some more. “There, all done.”I tried to scream again, but my words were muffled by the underwear stuffed in my mouth. There was no way anyone would hear me now, and I was trapped, tied.