Just be back before 4-ish…”So, I walked Ronnie outside, and we headed to a nearby outdoor café. When the waitress came for our drink order and sh...e asked for a glass of white wine, I told the girl to “make that a bottle”.As she walked away, Ronnie asked concerned “Don’t you have to go back to work?”I laughed good naturedly. “Yes. Susan’s a great boss and besides, Friday afternoons can be slow and she leaves at 4pm for a standing Happy Hour get together with her Lesbian girlfriend, Lynn”. This. ? I think I'll pass." "Suityourself." I say, and head back for the living room. "Aren't yougoing to untie her?" "No.? Why would I?" He can find noanswer to that, so we both go into the living room. We finish ourbeers and then go back to the garage where we get the bigger parts of theproject done.? I can do the rest on myown.? By the time he leaves, it's almost7:00.? I fuck my slave again, then untieher so that she can make dinner and finish cleaning up.? She's still gagged, and I've handcuffed. Her bobbing increased and my trembling followed. I placed my hands lightly on either side of her head, not enough grip that she couldn’t pull back, but enough to (I hoped) encourage her to not. “Oh, fuck, Jean, I’m going to cum. Keep sucking. Don’t stop.” My thighs and belly jerked as my first blast let go into her mouth. I moved my hands to her shoulders. She stopped her bobbing with the head in her mouth. One hand gripped the shaft and pumped it in time with my shooting. Four, five, I. Then I walked to the bar and headed inside to earn my fifty bucks.He was sitting at a table in the corner and stood up to greet me. He seemed pleasantly surprised that I showed up. “Hello, Gracie,” he grinned. “I’m so glad you decided to hear my pitch. May I buy you a drink?”“I’m not old enough to drink, but a Coke would be nice,” I said.He motioned for the waitress to come over, and he ordered two Cokes and a basket of French fries. “I don’t drink, but I have a weakness for fries. I hope.