Julie struggled for several minutes.Julie struggled for several minutes. She would move herself around, trying to get free. Whether she intended to or not, she put an a small show for me, giving me view of her from all angles. She would turn the chair so I would get a side view, then face me again, looking into my eyes. She softly grunted and groaned from time to time. I though about finding a gag for her mouth, but decided against it. For some reason, I felt like I needed to release her. Maybe I was feeling guilty or something, but I had to unlock her from her binds. 'Well,' I said as I unlocked her ankles. 'That was nice, but we better get back to work.' 'Oh...yes...,' she said. 'I guess we better.' I think she was having the same feelings I was. I unlocked her wrists and gave her the keys. She took the cuffs and keys, and placed them back into the desk drawer. We continued on with our work, and didn't speak a word of what just happened. We worked for another hour before calling it quits. I was almost eight o'clock. We would start again in the morning, but knew there was another late night ahead of us again. Julie packed up and left the office before I did. I sat in my office for a few minutes, think about what happened. One the one hand, I felt guilty for doing it. But on the other hand, she didn't seemed to mind it, and acculaly seemed to enjoy it. I put on my coat and left the office. I contiuned to thing about it as I drove home. The more I thought, the more I knew I couldn't let this get by me. She admitted she liked it, and she still had her handcuffs, hoping it would happen again. She didn't try to hide the cuffs better, and didn't tell me not to do it again. I found a hardware store still open and pulled into the lot. When I got married, I threw away most of my bondage materials. I sat in the car for several minutes, deciding what to do. My mind made up, I went in and bought a couple hundread feet of soft rope. If I was going to do this, I needed to resupply my inventory. She said she liked rope better anyway. I put it into my briefcase, and drove home. My wife was tired and went to bed early. This gave me plenty of opertunity to perpare my stuff. I cut the rope into shorter, more usefull lengths. |