I knew without a doubt that she wanted me to come over and talk to her, but there was nothing I could do. The music was loud and all the chairs at her... table were filled. But, you know, I had that mojo frog in my pocket, and I told it to work for me. I dared that frog to show me his stuff, and when I was still halfway through my beer one of the guys sitting at her table got up, put on his coat, leaned over the table for one last laugh, and walked out the door waving. Her eyes followed him out,. Around 11:00 pm, I stumbled down the hallway towards my bedroom, dizzy as hell and as drunk as I had been in quite some time. I had forgotten how bad of an idea it was for me to mix whiskey with beer and I was definitely starting to feel the effects of the two types of alcohol combined. I must have collapsed about halfway down the hallway because I felt a pair of arms wrapping around me and lifting me up off the floor; I was leaning up against the wall and got a good look at whoever it was that. Instant erection from the simple idea of lifting up her skirt. Like a nervous c***d, I try and slide up her skirt accidentally on purpose lol.I am rewarded with an incredible view.http://xhamster.com/photos/view/3574996-84610992.htmlNow I'm caught in the moment, too excited to care if I get caught. I’m rubbing my cock through my pants, staring at that beautiful panty triangle. This is the moment all my perverted dreams are coming true.I'm dying to take my dick out, but obviously hesitant. "How. In front of you is an empty space with a soft carpeted floor. You're tied to a chair in some elaborate knots and can't move anything except your hand which is now wrapped around your cock."Where the fuck am I?" your voices quietly echoes."The Headquarters of the Secret Cuckold Society"The source of the voice starts to move closer to your chair and a masked figure of ambiguous sex steps in front of you."The what?" you say."The Headquarters of the Secret Cuckold Society"You've never heard of this.