The two groups kept pretty much to themselves.One big attraction of the Hideaway was a Mexican cook who presided over a small kitchen. He served break...fast and dinner. The menu was limited and changed daily, but the food was delicious and helpings were generous.The building itself was quite old, a big two-story rectangle with parking on three sides and a covered deck with seating plus a pretty fenced yard in the back.The bar itself consisted of two big rooms. The front door opened into the bar. The whole thing is about 6' square and michelle lovesbeing in it dont you my sissy maid".The mud now stains my stocking clad calves and has turned my shoes intotwo giant brown blobs of heavy mud. "Michelle step out of the mud andstand before us on the walkway". I struggle to step out...the coatinggrowing with every step i take...lifting myself before both ofyou....mud oozes off both my shoes and ankles. " Michelle look atyou...what do you think Aunt Joann thinks of a girl that allows this. "Shall I take your silence to mean that you wish to stay on the ladder?" Oops... "No, Sir. I was just thinking." I worded myself very carefully, so as not to be misunderstood. "I would like to be removed from the ladder, Sir. It would please me very much." Whew. I hope this isn't a trick. It wasn't. I felt your hands gently removing my bindings and, wrapping an arm around my waist -- an arm that felt strong and capable of gentleness and strength -- and unhooked my legs from the ladder rungs. I. They both saw me looking at them. Amita yelled, “Close that door Alka, give me 10 minutes, I will be there”.I closed the door and sat in the living room and the visuals were flashing through my eyes. And I was in a shock that my best friend whom I thought was a very nice lady was cheating on her husband. I could still hear her moaning and finally, they both made huge grunts which indicated that they both have cummed.After 20 minutes, I saw both coming out of the room. The guy left and Amita was.