I went back to stimulating her nipples. I'm not sure what the noises she was making meant, but muffled through her panties they sure were sexy noises....For half an hour I worked on her, pinching and sucking on her nipples and playing with the speed control on the vibrator. Finally her body gave in and spasmed. I kept the stimulation up as she screamed into her panties and squirmed and jerked around on the bed, her movements restrained by the rope and zip tie. Finally she quieted down some and I. I asked her if she was married. She was brushing sweat off her forehead and tummy. Her hair was a mess and it looked as though she haphazardly put her clothing back on.She said she was – almost 20 years. I grimaced at hearing her words. How could she do this to her husband? Danielle pinned me up against locker and kissed me – hard.I was petrified, I let her. She asked me if I tasted the semen on her tongue, I nodded. Danielle told me I could drink it every single day if I wanted, she would help. Instead of her usual pretend outrage, Shirley glanced up and said, “Since you’re sneaking around, go take a peek into the family room.”A minute later, Robert returned, smiling. “Who’s downstairs with Jason?”“That’s Stephanie, the girl from next door.”“Hmm, something about her reminds me of your old friend, Christina.”Memories of their shared college adventures caused Shirley’s cheeks to turn pink. “Well, they both have red hair.” Shirley and Robert shared a smile over their college. One I could only see from the back; a mass of wavy, careless auburn locks was her most distinctive feature. The other, sitting between the two by the window was small, dark haired in what I thought of as a pixie cut. She wasn't especially pretty as far as I could tell.I was sitting in the middle of the narrow lower level of the pub, facing the three women from an angle. Two of the trio had come in and been seated a minute after I had arrived, while the third, the object of my interest, appeared.