You stand there at the open bedroom door. You crook your index finger and beckon me to come forward towards you. I can't resist. You are stood there in your garter belt attached to black thigh high stockings. You have you 3" fuck me heeled shoes gracing your feet. The only other thing you are wearing is a smile.
No, I just can't resist. I move tentatively forward, the bulge of my cock in my trousers leading the way. You have that smile on your face that promises so much. You stop me just before the bed room door and ask me to turn round.
I know better than to ask. I obediently stop and turn around. You place a velvet blindfold over my eyes. You turn me back round, take me by the hand and guide me into the bedroom. We stop and you close the door. I can smell your perfume in the air and I start to smile. You pull my t-shirt out of my jeans waistband and lift it over my head, taking care not to disturb the blindfold. You gently caress my nipples sending a shiver of pleasure through my body. As your tongue gently swirls around each of my nipples in turn your hands fall to my waistband and unfasten my belt slowly, sensually allowing your tongue to cover my chest and I start to moan with pleasure. You unhook my jeans pull down the fly and let them fall around my ankles. Slowly you slide down on your knees your tongue trailing down my body as you descend. Your thumbs hook into the waistband of my boxer shorts and pull them slowly down my legs allowing your nails to gently score the skin of my outer thighs and calves, all the while you tongue pirouetting around my navel, leaving slight traces of moisture over my abdomen.
You get hold of the heels of my shoes, one by one, and pull them off my feet. You then lift one leg at a time for me to step out of my trousers, as you do your thumbs catch the edge of each sock and remove them. I am naked save for the blindfold. You guide me to the chair by the dresser and sit me down. You sit astride me facing me tantalising me with your magnificent breasts, you graze my lips with your nipples and tormentingly pull away. You take hold of my wrists and suddenly push them around the back of the chair. You had already places one of the two pairs of handcuffs fastened to the chair. They are fur lined; I remember using them on you. You manage to clamp the other end of the cuffs on my wrists. I feel wetness around my cock. It's yours. You are starting to breathe with a little difficulty, obviously getting excited. You suddenly kiss me passionately on the lips. There is fire, desire, lust in this kiss and promise. You then get up of my lap and take of the blindfold. As my eyes adjust to the light you skip across to the bed.
Then as I regain focus I realise we are not alone. There on the bed with you is your bi-sexual lover that you have told me about and shown me a photo of. I gasp.