Taking full advantage of the opportunity, Amrita was parading around pretending to supervise him wearing only a silk bathrobe loosely tied in the fron...t. I knew what she was up to, and settled down in a chair to watch her walk around, sit down, stand up, and casually let the robe undo itself. The cable guy, who was an athletic-looking 30-something, was stealing glances as more and more of my wife was being revealed. As she stood and watched him drill into the wall, I could see her nipples were. The way they play astounds Alfonse. His passion is steadily mounting, his moment sure to come. It's what she gives to him, in these unstructured seductions, that pleases him the most. Her body responds to him like no other. His touch rouses her to fire and she so clearly revels in it. The simplicity of lust. Gracefully, her beautiful body bucks and writhes, now and in their moments of exquisitely pleasurable foreplay. The honesty and intensity of her responses stuns him. There is no hint of. When they were completed, I headed home and pulled in the drive. Both my roommates, Mike and George, were home along with a very pretty girl introduced as Mike's sister, Jill. Jill had come to Atlanta after graduating from college as opportunities were rare in her hometown for a computer person. Mike was introducing her to people in the industry and had reasonable hopes of finding her a job. I knew that, with her credentials and looks, she would at least get to see some people. I mentioned that. I sat her down on the middle table."Where the hell are we?" she asked.In response, I quickly snapped her collar around her neck, pulled her down to the bed, and padlocked the d rings on the collar to the table."What the fuck?" she yelled.I quickly pulled each leg up into a stirrup and locked them in place at the knee and ankle. I then pulled her arms back behind her head and chained them down. She was still struggling and loud, so I stuffed a gag in her mouth for the time being. I then.