Fully secured you push her back against the rear seat of the van. You lean back to study your handywork, pleased at the sight of her exposed fleshy m...ounds quivering as herterrified breath comes in short gasps. You climb back into the driver'sseat, your hard cock pressing almost painfully against your jeans. Youwill have to do something about that soon, but now that she is restrained youfeel the need to leave the area before someone sees you.You drive for 10 minutes until youfind a remote. It was so intense I had to steady myself on the sink.For the first time in a long time followed some regret and shame. "Whathave you done to yourself?" I said to my reflection. This couldn't bechanged easily. I mean, I could shave it off but I could not even reallyconsider it. I grabbed my brush and was just about to try and brush itout when a thought occurred to me. I was locked down, not seen asessential, so I wasn't even supposed to leave my place. Who knew whenthat would change? . You’ll finally have your fill, Mr. Grant.”Their laughter stilted and brief.There was a gleam in his eyes she’d not seen before.“You look really nice tonight, Mary.”“Thank you, Mr. Grant. I haven’t seen you favor that turtle neck in quite a while.”“I’m glad you remember it. I knew you liked it.”Mary didn’t like it, but, she loved him.Their friends had marked this attempt at a date as a mistake, a failure. But, they knew better.Sitting side-by-side as his Edie-no-more had wed for the second time. I eased the seat back and started caressing my legs. I was about to reach for my swollen cock when I saw a police car crossing the road and head straight to where I was parked. He lit up his lights and headed my way. Panicked, I kicked off my heels and struggled to get my trousers back on. I managed to get them up finally but was not able to get my loafers on. The cop got out of his car and headed towards my truck. I rolled down my window and I asked, "Is anything wrong, officer?" "You are.