Across the foyer from the closet was a large bathroom. I thought about going there to masturbate before entering the party. Later I was glad that I di...dn’t. I entered the great room and a great room it was. You could fit my entire 2/2.5 condo inside of it. “Ken,” a familiar voice called out. It was Barbara Adams approaching wearing only a big smile and carrying a half full glass of red wine. She moved just as assuredly and sensually naked as she did at the office in business attire. She seemed. Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock as she slid it in and out of her mouth. Then she slowed and stopped, and was reaching into her purse. She pulled out a condom, and asked “Do you want me to suck you off, or would you like to take me all the way?” The fantasies I had of us fucking rushed back to me, and I said “I want to fuck you so bad it hurts.” “Well, we can’t have that” she said huskily, and proceeded to take the condom out and roll it over my hard cock.She stood back up and we. " You do as he tells you and you feel your panties slipping all the way to your ankles, your shoes coming off and then you're naked from your toenails to your twat. You feel something light touch both your ass cheeks as he says, "What a nice rosy ass you have, my dear, I couldn't resist kissing it." Now let's get you back on your knees", he says, "and turn to your left towards me." You sit back on your heels and turn and you feel something touch your cheek."Open your mouth!" he says and you. Listening carefully I hear your foot steps moving away; opening my mouth to speak I suddenly remember what happened the last time I spoke without permission. Sitting in the center of the bed in just a thong and blindfold I wait, wondering what you have planned for me. Having expressed an interest in the world of BDSM to you, I found a willing teacher. I trust you completely to help me explore this new side of myself without pushing too hard. So here I am, trying to sit patiently like I should.