He took her hand in his. Together they walked back to the jeweler where Dave slid the silver square onto Brittany’s trembling finger.Sitting next to Dave on the drive back to his apartment, waves of excitement coursed through her. How did he know her so well when she didn’t know herself? She felt a warm wet tingling between her legs, and wondered what Dave would do when they arrived in the apartment.She didn’t have to wait long. Just inside the door he stripped her then tightly wrapped rope around her wrists, down her arm to hold her arms snugly together over her head. She was breathing hard. He wrapped more rope securely around her waist, over her hips, down her legs. He hung a block and tackle to a screw eye in the living room ceiling then attached a quick-release hook to the ropes at her wrists. He lifted her off the floor where she slowly rotated before him like a cocoon, her breasts ripe for whipping. He stood back to look at her reflection in the mirrored wall. He glanced from. Debs watched as he walked, his buttocks held firmly in his trousers, smooth, firm, his shoulders broad and muscular. Debs imagination clicked in to gear, she was feeling particularly randy, she didn’t know why, perhaps it was the summer sunshine or perhaps it was because of this attractive man she had just met but she started to picture herself naked with him, her riding on top, grinding her hips onto his groin and his dick reaching high up into her. Her hands grasping her breasts and squeezing her nipples….her fantasy was interrupted as he reappeared with her drink. ‘One Bacardi and coke, with ice’ he said as he placed it in front of her. ‘My name is Tom and I’ll be your waiter for the night, if you need anything, anything at all just ask for me’ He smiled at Debs again, she looked up at him and then down to his crotch. She could see a bulge, she wanted to unzip his trousers, take out his prick and suck for all she was worth but instead, she looked him in the eyes, smiled and.
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