I reluctantly obeyed. The first touch of her hands on my wrists caused the knot in my stomach to tighten. Her grip was warm and firm, holding my wrist... together while Jack bound them with a length of rope. It was a soft rope but once knotted it locked my wrists securely together. I twisted and wriggled my hands a little, testing the bond. It was strong and clearly inescapable. Lana's hands slipped up my arms to a point just below my elbows. I gasped quietly as she pressed them together. She was. .i had had a coupleof drinks at the time and replied yes could they meet me the next day as i was in the area for a sales meeting.the reply came back ten mins later that then would be perfect my heart thumped and my cock got hard thinking about it and I wanked off to the pics they sent imagining being spit roasted by those two cocks.the next day i was feeling really nervous and could barely concentrate during my morning meeting.to be honest i nearly cancelled a few times but didnt knowing that. Her husband became suspicious and hired a private detective. The only photos he ever got were of Katrina going into and out of Alexandra's apartment but he did find some incriminating e-mails that Katrina had sent Alexandra professing her love and undying servitude. The husband threatened divorce and taking custody of the kids unless Katrina agreed to make the move and start fresh in Portland. If it were only the loss of her marriage and kids I think Katrina would have stayed, but the husband. "OK babe....you are the boss. We are ready for you. John and I are ready for whatever you want to do."Stacey went to the bed, layed down in the middle and patted each side of her, inviting us to join her. I started kissing her, stroking her hair and face with my hand. When I moved my hand down to her tits, I found that John had beaten me to it. Stacey told both of us to get naked. As we both stripped, I looked over at John. He was already hard. We were both over seven inches, but his was.