He sat looking at her, one dark eyebrow raised in question, undoubtedly at her snort. Jane felt her pulse quicken. Chewing on her bottom lip, she all...owed another deep breath before questioning herself again. She knew that he made her uncomfortable, but it wasn’t necessarily in a bad way. Just new. It wasn’t, either, in the way that Carrie had watched them either, in a wedding induced fog of love. No, this wasn’t some compelling whisper of fate, like the windblown romance book covers suggest.. “Right,” she said, “Now for a little game of Vicky says! It’s like Simon says, but a lot more fun; you just have to copy everything I do.” She gulped thinking ‘It’s too late to stop now!’ and swiftly removing her suit jacket, she unbuttoned her blouse too. Staring at the couple lounging on the bed, she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. Leaning forward, she let the weight of her breasts pull the bra straps clear of her shoulders until she could drop the bra to the floor. “Your turn!” she. Joe then looked at Jim and said, ?Now let’s see how good she can follow instructions. We’ll see if she can actually administer the pain to herself, or if she only likes it when it’s done to her.? Jim smiled in the corner, watching intently, and taking notes. ?OK slut, the way this works is simple. As soon as you take one step backwards your tits will pull the first knots out sending the weights down the string to hang on your nipples. The farther back you step, the more weights will. That was going to change tonight. She was going to take some well earned time for herself and really work on relieving some pent up energy. Dropping her handbag, she picked up the package that had been waiting for her for three days. Thinking about its contents had been another reason for her mounting antsiness. The package contained her very first vibrator, and tonight she was going to try it for the first time.Her girlfriends were always shocked that she'd never owned one. It was even.