Linda said for me to get undressed and lie on the bed while she got ready.I was ready and waiting for her when she walked in in a slutty bikini that s...he had previously refused to wear and a pair of fuck me heels. Linda remained in the doorway, saying I want to put on a hot show for you and because I know you want to fuck me bad I'm going to need to restrain you a little, do you mind? I got them with the order, Linda puts on a thick dressing gown and walks over to me, you want to see me put on a. She chatted with her friend, Darlene, as they watched the game. She could have stood behind the Electric Line Operations Department’s team bench on the other side of the field, since her job as receptionist seemed to cover all departments. But she had chosen the Gas bench and Jim was certain he knew why. ‘C’mon—batter-up!’ Jim heard the umpire yell at him. Jim had to shake himself awake once again and stepped into the batter’s box. ‘I’ll show her something,’ he boasted to himself. He lunged at. ”“He might punish me or rape me some more, but I don’t think that he’ll kill me. But I hear you. I’ll be careful.When I got home, I checked the time to be sure that Mick would not be walking in on me. I had about three hours to do my search and that would leave me thirty minutes to compose myself before he got home. I went to his office. The door was open like always and I did a close visual search of everything on the desk, taking care to not touch anything.Nothing looked unusual. Everything. She knew once it started, there would be no turning back and she would be completely at the mercy of the whims of her body. But... she also knew that even now it was too late. The lewd, but exciting thought of again, this time from desire, of opening her legs to her neighbor's husband, had driven her beyond the point of any resistance to his advances.She stifled a sniffle, went to the refrigerator and took the pitcher of martinis from it. She poured him one, put an olive in it and watched his.