In hindsight our relationship was mostly sexual, but it didn't seem that way at first. As time passed, he became more possessive. This progressed to w...anting me to try bondage, always with him tying me up. Although I wasn't inclined to do it, I am now thankful I never gave in to his request. The weekend Liz kidnapped me, we were supposed to go to a weekend party his company was holding."So, I was shocked to see him in the audience at the sex club where Liz made me perform. He was with a well. My erection damned near ripped through my jeans."All it will take to buy my silence is what you are giving my daughter. Deal?"In my defense I can only say that I felt I had no permanent relationship with Pauline and I fully expected that we would end on graduation and when she left for college and to a young guy pussy was pussy and what red-blooded guy was going to pass up a chance at a sexy older woman who was standing naked in front of him. I was standing up and reaching for my zipper bedfore. I went inside a cubicle and removed my jeans, my mind was screaming at me to stop but I couldn't help myself, I pulled on the black trousers and done up the side zipper, I looked at myself in the mirror, the bulge in the flat front was obvious and the outline of the panties I was wearing was clearly visible, I began to sob quietly.I wiped my face the best I could and stepped out of the changing area just as a young woman was walking in, she gave me a concerned look and I swear I heard her. Now he wanted to get me here lying on my back unable to escape so he could touch me with no one around to catch us. I bit my lip at the thought, it’d probably be even more exciting if I hadn’t just hit my head. His hand travelled down my quad and back up. “Hey,” I complained.He shushed me again then reached down and cupped my inner thigh and I gasped. His fingers were getting way bolder, and as much of a turn on that this was I knew I should stop him. But there was an intent in his touch, I.