When the cold metal held fast, the horrible realization that I wasn't dreaming or simply mistaken had started to set in. I was locked in place, standi...g in a spread eagle fashion. Thrashing in my binds, my eyes searched the dark room for anything that could be useful. It took only a moment to spot a rather tall woman sitting in a small chair on the other side of my tiny cell."My my," sounded the woman in a sing song voice. "It seems our contestant has finally decided to join us," she called. " This conversation certainly went hardcore pretty fast," I laughed."Howard, are you a voyeur by chance?" That's an odd question," I answered. "When I was younger, I loved moving through the neighborhood under the cover of night, looking in the bedroom and bathroom windows of girls and my mom's friends. That was a lot fun back then." What about now? Have you ever looked over the fence to see if our windows are open?"I was getting grilled, "No, I haven't. Should I?"Hilda huffed a laugh,. “Why don’t you show her, Neil?” Both Neil and Claire were stunned. Claire looked at Neil wondering if he would actually rise to the bait. “You... you want me to... “ Karl smiled as he nodded. For a moment Neil remained still. The tension was tangible. Suddenly he stepped forward and reached for the buckle of Karl’s slacks. Claire was gobsmacked as she watched her husband unbuckle his belt and unzip his trousers. Then he stooped down and pulled them down along with his boxers. He pulled them. She agreed and pulled up the armrest that separated our seats. Julie then reached up to turn on the overhead spot light and pointed it between us. As she did she put on a bit of a show. You see she was wearing one of those loose fitting sleeveless blouse with no bra so as she extended her arm to adjust the light, I caught a glimpse of her subtle breast and exquisite nipple. The sight of her breast made me freeze like a deer caught in the lights of an approaching tank, so I didn’t notice.
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