“Hi, my name is Eric.” “Hello Eric! I am Jill and this is my husband Tim,” my wife replied. The young man was somewhere in his early twentie...s, and he had a swagger about him that was quite noticeable. He was a very good looking guy, and I could tell he already had his sights on my wife Jill. Jill on the other hand is too nice of a person to see that in him. I watched as Eric began to flirt with her as they sat closely to one another. A short time later Champagne was brought to the table. My. At least he doesn't look like Joe Stanpolk," she said when she handed it back to me. "So, what happened?"I shook my head. "I'm going to make some tea. Want some?" Tell me what happened!" she yelled, and to anyone else she would've sounded angry, but I knew, and she on the raw edge of pain and panic.In answer, I grabbed my journal, turned the key to unlock it, and opened it to the page I'd started writing on Christmas Eve before handing it to her."What the fuck is this?" she asked, turning it. "I'd feel bad if I didn't at least return the favour."Stephanie sat on the bed next to the delirious Paris and waited for Steve to return. Minutes later she heard the ringing of tiny bells and her heart leapt. A petite blond shuffled into the bedroom. Her arms had been bound behind her back and her ankles were in shackles making walking awkward. There was also a familiar buzzing emanating from between her legs.The girl was completely naked bar a leather collar round her neck. The collar spouted. I kissed more on her neck and slowly went near her ear.Meanwhile my hands and pressing and rubbing her waist which was heavenly. Then i broke the hug, took her face in my hands and then it happened. I placed my lips on her lips and we started kissing deeply forgetting that we were in a park. I moved my hands slowly towards her boobs and placed them .Ahhhh they feel so soft and soo good i started pressing them both slowly. She was moaning with pleasure while her hands were busy playing with my.