You looked at me with sleepy eyes and softly said ‘come here’ and pulled me onto the couch with you. As I laid down, you wrapped your arms around ...me, laid your head on my chest and slid back into unconsciousness. I closed my eyes, perfectly content with the world, when I felt your hands on my stomach, gliding your fingers in slow circles, as if you were trying to put me to sleep. Needless to say it had the opposite effect. For the longest time, you kept slowing touching me, but ever so slightly. It was almost absurd, how glasses made him look more attractive, but for some reason it made him a million times hotter. She wondered if he could keep it on later, even when they were in bed…but quickly shook her head free of all such thoughts. Damn it, she thought, two seconds after seeing him in glasses and all she could think of is sex. As he walked towards her, Gwyneth took the opportunity to feast her eyes at the sight of his strong, exposed forearms and the tousled geek-chic look he was. When we arrived in his suite I sat back in one of those cushy hotel chairs as Curt undressed. He told me that he was married for almost 10 years and enjoyed married life. Sex was okay at home with the exception of blow jobs, his wife wouldn’t at all. ‘Maybe you’re not really missing anything,’ I teased. He explained how and why we were meeting today. It seems that his wife of many years had become liberated . One night as he and his wife were in bed she informed him that she wouldn’t suck his. So effin easy.Not only do We have you by the balls, it is proper to say I have your ass in a sling – more correctly, in a four point bondage swing. You are on your back in the small leather hammock, naked and exposed. Your legs are spread wide and suspended by leather straps. Your feet are up in the air. Your wrists are likewise restrained from above, but your head hangs back over the edge of the leather swing, your body in a lovely U-shape. How does the world look to you from that position?.