After cleaning up and putting away the leftovers, we headed to the couch to watch some television and veg out. We sat on the sofa together about a fo...ot apart and watched a stupid comedy. We were back in sync like two friends again. After the movie ended, so did our time together, and with a quick hug, I was walking home.Waking in the morning, I went to work for a few hours to get caught up again. Leaving around three, I grabbed a case of beer on the way home. I parked in the driveway, and. The bottom was just a little more than a thong. There was a pleated matching mini skirt that matched the bikini. It could be worn away from the pool area, hiding the wearers nearly exposed buttocks. I had her wear this outfit, along with a pair of my mother's black patent leather high heels. She was absolutely stunning. My cock was ready to leap from my trousers. After Rebekah completed her makeup, I bound her wrists behind her, and again with the elbow ropes. I loved this tie as it made her. More to the point, with Gaynor. Before long, reflections turned to plotting and scheming. And that led to a phone call. “Hi Jen, what a pleasant surprise,” came the husky voice. “How are you?” “I’m good, thanks,” I said. “Trust you are, too.” “Tip-top, darling, now that you’ve called. I was only thinking last night about our little party the other week and that I must call you and see how things are .” “Things are very good,” I said and told her about how business had perked. “That’s. What was her name? She drove a motorcycle.His study was at the back of the house. The lights couldn't be seen from the front. He hurried over and hit the switch, dousing the room in darkness except for the light coming in the window from the backyard light.He heard the sound of footsteps close to the front door and glanced out his study door, staying well back in the shadows. It was her, the cop with the motorcycle, and the FBI agent. Did they know? Why else would they be here at this time of.