"She reached down into her gym bag and pulled out a long-handled brush."Now listen, Girlie," she said, "our job is to give you a nice bath, allover, t...hen put you in a cute nightie and take care of you. Now are yougoing to cooperate, or-" She ran her tongue over her upper lip. "-do wehave to spank?"The way she said it sounded like an open invitation to kinky pleasure. Idecided, despite my blushing nervousness, to see just what they had inmind."I won't dress like a girl!" I pouted. "And you can't. Copious amounts stretching parts that his tool hardly reached my belly bloating like I was pregnant. Suddenly it was over he stepped back his tool sliding from me as he stood up the pressure on the chains from his extra weight easing as he went. I drew breath my voice hoarse from screaming, my wrists and ankles sore from the bindings, and my sex pouring excess fluid from its numb interior. He appeared in my line of vision, said I was “fantastish” and staggered away leaving me weak and. "Okay. I'll apologize to him later, but if you hadn't run away like a scared rabbit, we could have discussed it in our suite," she groused.Before Bill could respond, Kathy grabbed his hand, leading him to a couch in the corner. As he sat, the two women passed a look before yanking their tops over their heads. After another glance at each other, and a silent agreement, Jill sat in her husband's lap and grabbed the back of his head as she rose up a little to push a full breast against his. Do you have anything you have to get back to--"That was a bit forward, but then Tom was a no-nonsense guy. Or, he had been 25 years earlier. "No, actually I don't..." Let's go get a cup of coffee," he said. "I'd love to catch up with you." All right," she said, more delighted than she would have cared to admit.After that start the conversation flowed easily, as if nothing had changed in all the years, even though the topics reflected far different concerns from high school. They were both.