The invitation lay on the bed next to him, the white envelope standing out against the yellow comforter. He had read it countless times the night befo...re and then again this morning. His fingers had felt each raised letter, tracing the words, not believing his eyes. “How could this happen,” he mumbled to himself, “How did I let it go this long.” She wasn’t supposed to be getting married. Not now. Not to someone else. That man was supposed to be temporary, someone to keep her busy until he was. They now seek every opportunity to engage in close physical contact. The kisses that were once what one might expect between mother and c***d, now take on an increasingly unconcealed sexual aspect.Ian, we shall assume, has now reached the high point in his male sexual potency. Alexis is still fertile. In short, they are both ready for the primal act of procreation. It will only take one of them to make the move, for the other to willing succumb.As those who have experienced a profound sexual. Two men were waiting for him."Mr. MacIntyre?" said the older man."That's me." I'm with the dealership. We'll get her unloaded."The younger man activated a control and stood on the liftgate as it slowly rose to the second deck of the transporter. Red stood between Scott's legs and watched.The cover came off the car and after undoing some straps, the vehicle was backed onto the lift. Waiting for the car to be lowered from the transporter was like watching a slow, tortuous ballet.Finally, the big. "Well now that I've got you to myself, I can have you escaping, can I ? Now, my sister has told me that you like being stroked and all things soft. So that you can get the full experience, I think we should blindfold you."Routing through her sister's belongings, Victoria found a silk scarf, which she tied around Ian's eyes.Now that her man was blindfolded, she looked at his prone nylon clad form. Where to start ? Donning a pair of black silk gloves, Victoria started kissing Ian's midriff,.