Traci and Gerry’s sex life was definitely out of the ordinary. They had tried—and loved—a number of fulfilled sexual fantasies, and they actually had repeated several simply because they had found them so wonderful. Something they hadn’t done, however, was combine situations. Tonight would be the first time. It was going to be a beautiful mix of bondage, lesbian sex, exhibitionism and voyeurism, and even orgasm denial in a way. It was a lot to even think about, but the plans had been made and there was no turning back.
It was hard not to feel a conflicting set of emotions. On one hand, it was exciting as hell to know that she was about to sleep with a girl she didn’t know right in front of Gerry. It was exciting to know that Tonya had never been with a woman before. All of that was wonderful. On the other hand, she felt guilty as hell. There was an obvious question of morality in doing this, and despite all of the preceding conversations, there was still an underlying concern that the whole experience would be regretted after the fact by one person or another.
Of course, since she hadn’t told Gerry what would happen when she tied him up, maybe the guilt was justified. He thought she was just getting kinky. He was about to find out that she’d been so turned on making him wait to join in with the girls in an earlier threesome that she was determined he wouldn’t get to join in at all this time. Did that make her a bitch? Maybe. She felt a few pangs of guilt but the excitement was greater. He’d end up satisfied. It wouldn’t happen tonight and she might not even make it happen tomorrow but when it did happen it would be staggering for him.