She had often had fantasies of being tied up, utterly helpless, and being used by a man any way she saw fit. She hadn't really considered actually liv...ing out that fantasy, but she'd mentioned it to him when they were talking at the munch.When she got the email the next day with the instructions, she initially thought she wasn't going to go through with it. The instructions were simple: Do not reply to his email, but be at his house at exactly 8 PM on Friday, and walk in the front door without. Everyone knew they'd be off together so there wasn't any point looking for them until they'd finished fucking and come back out to re-join the party. All the other guys at the party really admired Bill for being able to keep Linda as his girlfriend for as long as he had. There was no question that Linda was very flighty and came from a home background that wasn't likely to cause her to do anything but flit from one male to the next who would show her some attention. No one asked him but. I had been in the habit of bringing my own liquor over to her place as she rarely drank, and that night was no exception. After dinner, we sat for a bit and watched a movie together on TV. When it came time to leave I kissed Nancy in the front doorway and we said our goodbyes. She took my hand and told me to call her on the phone when I arrived home that night. She seemed genuinely concerned. I assured her that I would. As I drove home that night it began to rain lightly. I watched the light. Hi. I’m back now. Look at the pictures to see what I’m wearing. Hasn’t the model got fabulous legs? Mine aren’t quite as long. The bustière is by Prima Visione. Oh, by the way, the stockings I’m wearing now have seams up the back. Mmmmmm. OK, now feed me pieces of chocolate. See how it melts on my fingers? Go on, suck it off. Now the next one. Becky, my stocking seams aren’t straight. Here, if I lift one leg you can straighten it. Good girl. Now the other. Do you like the panties? Quite low cut.