David was quiet as they pulled out of the parking lot. Sharon broke the silence. "Let's run by my house. I have something that I need to pick up real quick," she said.
"Uh, will your parents be home?", David asked, nervously. After what had happened, he wasn't eager to meet her parents, especially her Dad.
"Nope, I heard from Dad that Mom and he had taken the afternoon off and wouldn't be back until after dinner. He was sorry that they couldn't take us to dinner tonight or meet you this trip," she replied, "After the next two lights, take a left."
"Okay," he replied. David was relieved not to be meeting her parents. The afternoon had been rough enough without having to add the stress of meeting anyone's parents, especially Sharon's. Besides, he didn't know how he would have been able to sit comfortably if they had gone to dinner with them. His butt throbbed from the shot. And he felt embarrassed about his physical.
Sharon sensed his relief. "Take a right here," she said. Fifteen minutes later, they pulled in her parents' driveway. No cars. Sharon told David, "Why don't you wait here. I won't be long," She got out of the car and used her key to unlock the side door. She swiftly moved through the house and found a canvas bag with a zipper. It was just long enough, she thought. She went to the hallway closet, found what she was looking for in the very back, and put it in the bag. After zipping it up, she next went to her Dad's liquor cabinet and found an extra bottle of bourbon. Sharon wrote a quick note to her parents to let them know that she had stopped by the house and had borrowed a bottle of bourbon. She figured that they wouldn't mind as long as she told them.
She locked the door behind her and ran back to the car. David saw the canvas bag and the bourbon that she was holding. "What's that?," he asked, motioning toward the bag as she put on the floor of the back seat.
"A surprise for later," she said, "But this bourbon is exactly what we need for tonight."
"How so?", David asked.
"Oh, we won't drink this on the way. We can make drinks to have later," she replied as she slid the bottle under the backseat. "I thought some bourbon might help get your mind off your butt," Sharon added.
"Oh?," he responded.
"I got the same shot in the butt that you did," she said, "That one really hurts. You will have a knot there."
"Yeah, I'm having trouble sitting," he answered.
"Almost like getting your butt paddled?," Sharon said with a wink.
"Almost, yeah," David replied.
"So how did your exam go?", she asked.
"Fine, I guess," he responded, trying to sound more casual than he felt about it.
"How did you like Dr. Harris? And Janice?," Sharon asked.
"Um, okay, Never had a lady doctor before," he responded.
"Were you all shy with her?," she pressed.
"Not much choice," he said, ruefully.
"I guess you boys don't get gowns at the doctor's office, huh?," Sharon pressed some more.
"Nope," he answered, hoping to end that conversation.
"I bet Janice liked your new undies. And the doctor probably did too," she said.
David was silent. He was embarrassed all over again about the physical. Dr. Harris and Janice had seen more of him than just his undies.
"Don't feel bad. At least you didn't get a big metal thing stuck up your dick. Do you know what a speculum is?", she asked.
"Um, no," David answered.
"Well, it is a cold metal thing that the doctor sticks in my pussy and then he cranks open so he can take a look. Not fun," she said.
"Uh, wow, that sounds bad," he replied. He wasn't sure what to say. He had never heard of such a thing.
"So, did Dr. Harris stick her finger up your butt?" Sharon said, out of the blue. She figured that she had a right to ask since she had just told him what happened to her. She knew the answer but wondered whether he would admit it.
"Um, yeah," David responded as he flushed.
"Well, that happens in my exams too. I get a finger up my butt and fingers in my pussy and the speculum too," she said, "So you didn't have it so bad. I guess the doc checked your penis and balls too?"
"Yeah," he replied. He was dying to change the subject but didn't know how.
"Did you get a boner?", she asked.
He looked over at her. He didn't want to say, but didn't know how to deny it.
"A little one, I guess," David responded.
"You don't have little ones. Was it a full-on erection?", Sharon pressed him.
"Yeah, hey, can we talk about something else?", he answered.
"Not yet," she replied, "Did you have some precum?"
David wasn't sure what to do about that question. "Crap," he thought. One look at his briefs and she would know. They wouldn't still be wet but the spots would still be there. "Lie or not lie?", he wondered.
"Maybe a little," he finally said.
"Well, I would have soaked my panties if I had been wearing any," Sharon said with a laugh, "But you didn't cum. So that a plus for you today. But getting a boner that you showed off to the doctor? You need a consequence for that."
"Hey, I didn't mean to," David responded.
"Just wait till I get you home, Mister," Sharon said with a frown.
David was now worried. The physical had been bad enough. And now, Sharon was sounding mad. He couldn't help getting hard in the exam room. He had been thinking of her, after all. So, he decided to tell her. "I was thinking about you when I was waiting on the doctor," David said.
Now it was Sharon's turn to be quiet. Did she believe him? It might be true. Or he might be covering up for getting turned-on by Janice, the nurse. Or maybe he was turned-on by the idea of getting examined? She wasn't sure so she decided to have some fun.
"Okay, well, if you were turned-on in the exam room thinking of me, what were you thinking about?," she countered.
"Crap," David thought. Some of that was not something that he wanted to say. So, he decided to start by saying, "Uh, you know, you and me."
"You and me what exactly?", Sharon asked.
"You know, you and me having sex," he replied.
"Oh, and which time were you remembering?", she pressed.
"Um, you know, that time in my dorm room," David responded.
"Well, we have had sex more than once there. What were we doing exactly?", she asked.
"You were on top," he answered, figuring that was close enough.
"And you liked that?" she asked with a smile.
"Yeah, it was cool," David replied.
"Cool, huh? How about when I do this?," she asked as she reached over and unbuttoned his jeans. "And this?", she added, as she pulled his zipper down. "And how about you lift your butt?" she said as reached around to pull his jeans down. David shifted slightly in his seat and lifted his butt just enough so that she could get his jean down to his upper thighs.
"And do you like this?" she asked as she reached into his underpants and pulled out his penis. "Oh, we will have to do something about this," Sharon said as she wrapped her hand around his soft dick. She started moving her hand up and down on his penis. It grew harder almost right away. She leaned over and took his penis in her mouth. It was really hard now. David started to squirm more in his seat. "Hey, we might have an accident," he said.
"Uh, seems like I have asked this before," she said as she lifted her head from his penis to look up at his face, "Which kind of accident? The kind with my car or the kind with your dick?" she added.
"Both," he stammered.
"Well, we can't have that," Sharon replied, "Let's pull over. Take the next exit."
In a couple of miles, David saw an exit sign. He took the exit. He wasn't sure where he was, but Sharon said, "Take the next right." They came to a stop sign and he turned right.
"I know this area," she said, "Go down this road a little," It was dusk and would be dark in a few minutes, David thought. Still, he continued driving. Finally Sharon pointed to a sign for another road coming up. "Pull off there," she pointed. He turned and started down a gravel road. He wondered if she knew where they were going. The road was dark but at least it was wide. She waited until he was about 500 feet down the road before she told him pull off into what looked like a private driveway into a wooded lot of some kind.
"Stop here. Turn off the car," Sharon said. David looked puzzled but did as she said.
"Okay, strip," she said.
David looked confused. "Here?", he asked, "Why?"
"Just do it," she replied.
David pulled off his t-shirt and had to pulled his jeans back up so that he could reach his shoes and socks. Sharon opened the passenger side door and got out. She opened the rear passenger door and climbed back in. David stopped what he was doing and looked into the backseat. "Keep going," she instructed. He hesitated. Sharon pulled off his top and started taking off her bra. That was all that David needed. He lifted his legs onto the front seat and got his shoes and socks off. Then he slipped his jeans off although that was harder to do in the cramped front seat. By the time he looked into the backseat again, Sharon had her shoes, socks and jeans off and was just pulling her panties down. He got his jeans off and then slipped his underpants down and off.
"Okay, crawl back here," she said.
It wasn't easy but David managed to get over the front seats into the back. Sharon was stretched out the full-length of the back seat. David managed to get on top of her without putting all his weight on her. "Kiss me," she said. She could feel his erection pressing on her right thigh. She grabbed his buttocks with both hands and immediately felt the knot on his right buttock where the shot had gone in. David started kissing her mouth and then her neck. "Okay, wait," Sharon instructed. She could tell he was ready to go. She reached into the floor of the backseat and found her small purse. She leaned over and in the darkness found a condom in the purse. She tore it opened and rolled it onto David's erection. "Okay, now, we can continue," she said as she started kissing him back. David was now licking her breasts. She pushed his head lower, indicating where he should go next. It was tight in the backseat and he had to get back on his knees with his bare butt against the right passenger door to put his face in her crotch. He started tonguing her and she immediately started reacting. After a minute, it occurred to him that his mouth was exactly where Sharon had said that the doctor had stuck whatever that metal thing was called into her pussy. What a weird idea, he thought. After another couple of minutes, Sharon was breathing heavily and squirming from his tongue. David was hoping that he didn't accidentally open the back door with his butt or feet. He was also wondering whether someone might drive down this road and see them. He wasn't sure where they were exactly but this gravel road went somewhere. He wasn't nervous enough to stop doing what he was doing though. Sharon let him keep at it for several more minutes. It was fine with him, He assumed that he was going to get his turn eventually.
Suddenly, there were headlights coming down the gravel road where they were parked. There was enough room for a regular car or truck to get past but what if they got caught?, he thought. David looked over the front seat through the windshield. The car or whatever it was really close now and the headlight were shining directly through the windshield. "Hey, someone's coming," he whispered to Sharon.
"I know. It's me, I think," she replied through ragged breaths.
"No, I mean, a car is coming," he replied.
"I know that too. Just keep going," she instructed.
So David did as he was told. He was suddenly conscious that his butt was sticking up in the back seat and would be visible through the back driver side window. "Um, I need to get lower or they will see us," he said.
"See you, you mean," she replied, "Well, stop that and come on in." She pulled him on top of her and guided his penis into her pussy. David was lying flat on top of her but not yet thrusting. The headlights had almost reached them. Now, David was so nervous that he thought he might lose his erection. He tried lying quietly in hopes that the car would drive past.
The other vehicle pulled even with Sharon's car and stopped. David glanced over his left shoulder and found himself looking straight into the face of some guy driving a pick-up truck. The truck was taller than Sharon's car so the driver had a straight view down into the backseat. The other driver rolled down his window and knocked on the glass of the backseat window. "I guess that you better answer that," Sharon said.
David pushed himself up and turned around. He rolled down the back window. "Hey, you mind moving your car off my road?," the other driver demanded.
All David could manage to say was "Uh, sure. We'll leave." But the other driver just sat there. David had thought maybe the guy would drive off. But he didn't. He just sat patiently as though waiting for Sharon's car to move. David stared back at him.
"I meant, now. As in, move your car now," the driver said.
"Uh, can I do that in a minute?," David replied.
"No, I mean now," the driver responded.
David didn't know what to do. He was naked. Sharon was naked. Her clothes were in the backseat but his clothes were all over the front seat, he hoped. But as he glanced over the front seat, he realized that none of his clothes seemed to be on the front seat. Crap, he must have accidentally kicked them onto the floor of the frontseat as he was crawling into the backseat.
"Do I have to tell you again or do I need to call the police?" the driver demanded.
"We better get moving, I guess," Sharon said, "Just drive."
David reluctantly crawled back over into the front seat and got behind the steering wheel. Fortunately, he had left the keys in the ignition. He started the car, moved slowly ahead, and then was able to turn completely around on the gravel road. He drove straight ahead and passed the pick-up truck on David's left. The truck didn't move. David had hoped that the truck would drive off but it didn't. So David continued to drive forward until he turned left onto the paved road that led back to the highway. The pick-up truck was following him closely. He didn't think that he should pull over again just to get dressed. So he continued driving and the pick-up continued to follow him closely. David pulled back onto the highway and the truck pulled onto the highway too. Still directly behind him, David looked in his rearview mirror. He saw Sharon was sitting up in the backseat and getting dressed. He continued to drive. David started getting worried about getting pulled over by the police and having to explain why he was nude driving a car with a girl in the backseat. Nervously, he kept watching his rearview mirror. After several miles, Sharon finally said, "I can't tell if that guy is still behind us. Just keep your eyes on the road and I watched our backs."
David nodded and said, "Hey, you got dressed. No fair."
"Just drive. We don't want to stop along this highway with that creepy guy maybe somewhere behind us just so you can get dressed. Besides, if we pull over around here at night, we are just asking for some cop to stop and see what's up," she replied.
David kept thinking, "This is absolutely crazy. I'm stark naked and driving a car." Despite what Sharon had said about keeping his eyes on the road, he couldn't help but occasionally check his rear and side mirrors.
Once they got to the outskirts of the university, Sharon and David realized that the pick-up must have taken an exit at some point and was no longer behind them. "Can we stop so I can get dressed?" he asked.
"Nope, let's just get back to my house," Sharon replied, "I don't want to take a chance on stopping somewhere here in town and having somebody else hassle us."
"Uh, I could get dressed really fast if we just pulled over somewhere," he responded.
"No, just keep driving. I'm starving. Wait, let's get something to eat up ahead. There, that place," she said as she pointed to a drive-in burger place on the right.
"Uh, right, but I can't go through the drive-thru like this," he responded.
"You don't have to. Just park in the back corner of the parking lot where it is darker. I'll walk up to the take-out window and get our food," Sharon said.
"Wait, why can't I get dressed first," David countered.
"Just relax. After the day we've had, let's have some fun," she answered, "Just pull back in that corner where no one will be walking past the car."
David thought, "Well, at least I'll be able to get dressed while she gets the food. I'm starving too."
He drove past the other cars in the parking lot and moved to the back corner away from most of the lights. He parked and turned off the engine.
"Um, I'll get dressed while you order," he said to Sharon as he turned to look over the seat.
"Nope, I have a better idea," she said as she opened the back door and got back into the front seat.
"What?," David asked.
Sharon opened the center console and lifted something silver out. In the darkness, David couldn't tell what she was holding.
"Hands on the steering wheel," she commanded.
"Why?", he asked.
"Just do it," Sharon commanded again.
So David put both hands on the steering wheel. In a second, Sharon had reached over and snapped a pair of handcuffs around his left wrist. Then just as quickly she looped the cuffs through the steering wheel and cuffed his right wrist. David immediately pulled on both cuffs but he was solidly cuffed to the wheel and couldn't get free.
"Okay, very funny. Unlock this. I need to get dressed," he said as he looked around again to see if anyone was looking their way.
"Just sit still. I'll go order and be back in a few minutes," she said.
"Hey, no way! I might be seen," he demanded.
"You might be. I suggest that you don't make a lot of noise or draw attention to yourself," she replied as she got out of the car.
"Hey, come back!," he said in a loud whisper. She was right. There were cars about 20 feet away. He couldn't tell if anyone was in the ones closest to them but this was a drive-in. People ate in their cars.
Sharon was already walking away as she headed toward the take-out window. David estimated that the take-out window was maybe 200 feet away. He could see a line of people milling around over there. Cars were steadily pulling in and out of the parking lot. Now he felt more vulnerable than he had on the highway. The seat was slightly sweaty from his bare butt and the evening air had turned cool. He shivered slightly although he wasn't sure if it was the cool air or his fear of getting caught getting the best of him.
He tried to look casual but it wasn't easy. He lowered his arms as low as he could so that no one would be able to see that he was handcuffed to the steering wheel. He checked the cuffs again to see if he could get loose. He looked around in the dark of the car to see if he might be able to put something on. But he quickly realized that he had no way to even pull his underpants or jeans on, even if they weren't lying on the floor on the passenger's side. "Damn," he thought, "This day just keep getting worse." He looked down at his crotch and realized that the condom was still on his penis. Although he was completely soft now. So the condom was only halfway on. David also realized that he needed to pee. He hoped that Sharon would come back quickly, uncuff him, and let him get dressed.
After 20 minutes, he saw what he hoped was Sharon walking back toward the car. He scrunched down in the seat, just in case it wasn't her. It wasn't. It was a young woman about Sharon's age maybe. She got into one of the cars closest to where he had parked but never looked in his direction.
Five minutes later, Sharon walked up to his window with their order. She knocked on his window as if asking him to lower it. But he couldn't. His cuffed hands couldn't reach the window controls. She realized the problem and walked around to the passenger side door and got in.
"Sorry about the wait. It's gotten much cooler tonight, hasn't it?," she said as though he wasn't sitting there nude and cuffed to the steering wheel.
"Yeah, hey, can I get dressed now?," he pleaded.
"I tell you what. We can't have you continue to drive around town nude, can we?" Sharon responded, "So, if you promise to do exactly as I tell you, you don't have to drive back to my house in the nude. Deal?".
"Deal! Now can you uncuff me?," he replied.
"Okay, Here's how this is going to work. I'm going to uncut your right wrist. Then you are going to turn and face away from me and bring your left wrist around behind you. Got it?".
"Why? Just let me get dressed, please," he pleaded again.
"You just said 'deal" so I expect you to keep your side of the bargain. Left wrist behind your back once I uncuff your right wrist, right?", she demanded.
"Okay, deal, I guess," David answered, without any enthusiasm for what might be coming next.
Sharon reached over and uncuff his right wrist. He hesitated for a second and then turned away from her and put his left wrist with the cuffs still attached to it behind him. She quickly cuffed his right wrist with the dangling cuffs.
"Now what?," David asked.
"Now, I'll come around and take over the driving," she replied. And with that, she got out of the passenger's side and walked around to the driver's side door. She took a quick glance around first and then opened the door.
"Okay, get out," she whispered.
"Get out? Here?," he asked.
"Yes. Stand up!", Sharon said as she pulled the car door open a little more. "No one will be able to see you in the dark and with the door open like this," she added.
David wasn't sure about that. He was tall enough that the door might block some of the view from the nearest cars but if anyone was watching closely, they would be able to see that he was nude, he thought. Still, he didn't see what choice he had now that his hands were cuffed behind him.
"Now!," Sharon said.
David slowly got out of the car and stood there, unsure what of what she was going to do next.
"Um, I've got to pee really badly. Can I please get dressed and go to the restroom here?," he pleaded.
"Nope. But I can help you out. Walk this way," she said as she pointed to the back of the car. David had no choice but to follow her. Once behind the car, she pointed him away from the car and reached around and grabbed his penis.
"What's this?", she asked as she touched the condom that was barely hanging on. She realized almost immediately what it was and started laughing.
"Hey, keep it quiet," David whispered.
"Oh, okay," she said, as she pulled the condom the rest of the way off and tossed it in the bushes. "Now, pee!," she said as she held his penis and aimed it toward the bushes.
David starting peeing. This was just like the other night at her house when he had been cuffed like this and she had aimed him at the toilet upstairs.
He finished peeing. Sharon gave his penis a couple of shakes and let go.
"Okay, big boy," she said, "Let's get you back in the car." She pulled him by one arm back toward the driver's side door, which was still open. But instead of putting him back in the driver's seat, Sharon opened the back door all the way.
"Now, in the back seat. On your belly," she commanded.
David had given up by now. He leaned forwarded in the back door, kneeled, and then fell lightly onto the backseat.
"Push your way to the other side and keep lying flat," Sharon said. David obeyed and was soon lying flat on his belly the full length of the backseat. She told him to lift his feet. Then she closed the back door. He was too tall to fit back there without his feet angled upward and touching the window.
"Now, I need to add a little something and we are good to go," she added. She walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. Then she walked to the other side of the car and opened the backdoor. David's head was lying next to the door.
"Okay, open wide," she said.
"Why?", he asked.
"Just do it," she demanded.
David opened his mouth. Sharon stuffed her small panties in his mouth and secured them with a thick piece of rope that she tied behind his head.
"You got hard at the doctor's office. So remember that there have to be consequences for that," she said. And with that, she closed the backdoor of the car, walked around, and got in. She turned the car on and slowly pulled out of the restaurant parking lot.
David lay on his belly with his hands cuffed behind his back and his mouth gagged. He wasn't sure what was happening. It was almost as though he was being kidnapped. He had been naked for more than two hours at this point. And now the situation seemed worse. He tried to figure out how he was feeling. Other than the discomfort of his position lying in the backseat and being gagged, he didn't feel like he was in any danger. Sharon was definitely in charge at the moment but he still hoped that this evening would be more fun than it was right now. He had been close to having regular sex with her in the back of the car on that gravel road. If only, that jerk hadn't shown up and ruined it. His only concern at the moment was whether he might rolled off the backseat into the floor if Sharon slammed on the brakes.
Sharon was driving carefully. She realized that David was in a vulnerable position lying in the backseat, instead of being upright and buckled in. She thought his position was kind of funny. He was really at her mercy at the moment. She had planned to do something with him but hadn't been sure what to do. That pick-up interrupting their activity in the backseat had turned out to be a great opportunity. She had almost gotten off. Poor David had almost gotten to have sex but had ended up driving 80 miles stark naked instead and, she smirked, with a condom on his dick. It would have been really funny if he had been pulled over by the cops on the highway. How would he have explained his predicament?
She turned into her driveway a few minutes later. While she was hungry and she knew that David was too, she decided that this was an opportunity to have some fun. Eating could wait. The house was dark. Maybe no one was home. She couldn't be sure as Julie's and Joanne's bedrooms were on the backside of the house so lights back there weren't visible from the driveway. It was early enough that maybe neither of them were home yet. On the way here, Sharon had been thinking about her next moves. She realized that she had better keep David moving before he could figure out what was happening.
Sharon picked up David's underpants off the car's floor. Now she was wishing that she had stuffed these in his mouth before gagging him with the rope but thought that her panties were smaller and would fit in his mouth better. She walked to the rear door of the car nearest his head and opened it. He looked up at her. She helped him sit up in the backseat and then put his underpants over his head so that he couldn't see. He couldn't speak due to the gag but he definitely made some muffled noises when she did that. She guided him out of the car and onto the sidewalk. She wasn't sure that he realized that they were back at her house. He was barefoot so she tried to keep him on the sidewalk and off the grass. She looked around and didn't see anyone on the street. She realized that she hadn't thought about checking out the street carefully before pulling a naked guy out of her car. No harm done, though.
She steered him by his arms up the front steps by telling him when to step up. Once on the front porch, she left him for a moment to get her purse and house keys. David knew that he was standing outside. There was a cool breeze blowing and he felt the chill. He thought that they were back at Sharon's house. After all, where could they be? But then he thought that Sharon had other friends, including that girl with the swimming pool. Maybe they were there? But then he heard her house keys jingling as she returned from the car and guessed that they were at her house after all. He heard her unlock a door. Where they at the front door? She guided him inside without speaking. Then she turned him in the dark house in the hallway toward the basement door. She opened that door and turned on the light in the basement stairway and guided him carefully down those steps. There was a row of light switches at the bottom of the basements stairs. Sharon had tested them earlier and realized that she didn't want to turn all of them on. So she turned on a couple of lights at the other end of the basement that wouldn't shine too brightly at this end. Just enough light so that she could see where they were going in the mostly dark room. She steered David toward the desk in the middle and, by pushing on his back, bent him over the desk. There were ropes already tied to the four legs of the desk. Very handy for tying someone over the desk. She made him spread his legs and tied each of them to a separate leg of the desk. Sharon was thinking that she probably didn't want to uncuff his hands. He might not cooperate in her tying each of his wrists to the other side of the desk. She decided to take some of the spare rope lying on the floor and tie his cuffs on one end and the other side of the desk with the other end of the rope. That would keep him bent over the desk and with no need to uncuff him first. She adjusted the briefs on his head so that he couldn't see much. Although she suspected that the thin fabric of his underwear allowed him to see the lights at the other end of the basement. But probably not too well. She stepped back to admire her rope-tying. Not bad, she thought. His feet are spread and tied on one side of the desk and his cuffed hands and upper body are secured to the other side. He is off-balance with his feet tied like that so he probably couldn't raise up even if she hadn't secured his cuffed hands and upper body that way. But the main thing was that his butt was perfectly positioned. She could see the back of his balls and his penis dangling down between his legs too. Sharon also took a quick look at the injection spot on his right buttock. Still swollen. Probably still hurting him. Her gamma globulin shot still ached so she figured that his butt was still hurting some as well.
She left him and went back upstairs to get some things out of the car. She thought for a moment that she could easily take a few minutes and eat some of what she had bought before going back downstairs. She brought the items in out of the car and went into the kitchen to leave the bag of food. She decided that she wouldn't eat without him. But that didn't mean that she had to hurry too much. She went to the downstairs bathroom and then paused at the top of the basement stairs. Let him wait, she decided.
David was getting uncomfortable bent over the desk in the basement. His hands were cuffed behind him and his ankles were each tied to a leg of the desk. He couldn't raise up much because Sharon had tied something to the handcuffs and then across his back and over left shoulder down to whatever he was lying over. He could move his head around and tried to see where he was. He was certain that he was in her basement although he had never been down here before. There was a light on somewhere down here but he couldn't tell how far away it was from him. He knew it was his underpants on his head as he could see through one of the leg holes now. He moved a little to see if he could get loose. But he wasn't sure that, even if he got his feet untied, he would be able to stand up. It was chilly down here. He hadn't been as cold standing on the front porch when Sharon had left him standing there. It seemed like he had spent the last half of this day in his underwear or nude. He was hoping that Sharon would get tired of this game and let him go soon. The only plus was that he was getting accustomed to being exposed like this. But this was a new experience.
Standing at the top of the basement stairs, Sharon thought about what she wanted to do next. She considered her options, including what she had learned from Julie and what she had brought back from her parents' house. But she was hungry and knew that David would be too. She also felt badly for him. He had already had quite a day. He wasn't accustomed to getting a thorough physical exam like he had today. And he was probably still hurting a little from the injection in his butt. Then there was his naked drive home and now he was handcuffed and tied to the old desk in the basement. Sharon decided to call it a day regarding any further punishment for him. There would be other opportunities for playtime.
Sharon walked down the basement stairs softly and stood at the bottom for a moment. She wondered if David could hear her. He was facing away from the stairs but the stair creaked and had probably alerted him to someone coming down. The desk was about 20 feet from the bottom of the stairs. From her position, she could still him bent over and exposed. He definitely wasn't hard. There were more shadows than light but she could see enough. It was cold down here, she thought. He had been naked now for at least two hours so he was probably uncomfortably cool. She walked slowly forward to see if he would react to her presence. He moved his head slightly but she wasn't sure that it meant that he sensed that someone was close. She crept closer and realized that she would need to put something better over his head than his underpants next time. Sharon was now about two feet behind his bare butt. She leaned down and, with one finger, lightly touched the back of his balls to see if he would react. He flinched slightly and made a soft noise through the gag. His balls were high and tight due to the chill down here. She then lightly touched the underside of his penis to see what his reaction might be. Another soft sound and movement. She decided that this was a fun game. Sharon then lightly touched his anus. He shivered. Although she wasn't sure if that was a reaction to the cold or her touch. She became more direct. She took his dangling penis in her hand and caressed it lightly. He moaned softly again and wiggled his butt slightly. She caressed it some more and, finally, took a firm grip and gave it a medium tug. It was becoming harder. She continued to stimulate it with her hand. Then she kneel down and took the tip in her mouth. It quickly became erect. She gave it about a minute of tongue and mouth. David was moaning softly still. She was tempted to do more but decided that it was time to move on to something else.
Sharon untied each of his feet. She still had not spoken to him. Then she walked about to the other side of the desk and pulled his underpants off his head. He could see her clearly now, even though he already knew it was her. She leaned over him and untied the rope that secured his cuffed hands to the front of the desk. Sharon then helped David stand. He was still nude, cuffed, and gagged but he felt that it might have been worse for him if Sharon had left him tied and bent over the desk. At least she hadn't paddled his butt, which is what he thought was going to happen in that position. She turned him around and guided him toward the stairs. Sharon said, "Okay, I'll walk behind you as you go up the stairs so that you don't lose your balance," and gave him a slight push to get him moving. He was fine with this until he remembered that her roommates might be home and upstairs. Still, he had no choice but to do as he was told. It could always get worse since he was in no position to argue with her, even if he could.
Once upstairs, she guided him to the kitchen. Once there, Sharon untied the gag and let him spit the panties out into her hand. Then she had him turn around while she unlocked his cuffs. David worked his jaw as it was stiff from being stuffed and gagged. As he did that, he rubbed his wrists which were sore from being cuffed behind him for so long. "Thought you would be ready to eat," she said as she unpacked the bag of food sitting on the kitchen table.
"Thanks. I'm starving," David replied as he went to the cabinet to get a glass and then to the sink to fill it. He was thirsty and his mouth was very dry. Sharon also got some water for herself. Then she brought the bourbon bottle from the dining room where she had left it after bringing it in from the car. She got two more, smaller glasses and filled them with ice. She then poured them half full with bourbon and offered a toast to him. "Some day we had, right?" she asked with a smile.
"Some day, right," he replied as he sat down gingerly on the kitchen chair. He drank most of the glass of water and then took a sip of the bourbon. He really was starving. Sharon took a sip of water and then a bigger sampling of the bourbon. They both ate. David wasn't sure what had happened. He had had some days with her that had been wild but this day topped all the rest. His right buttock still hurt from the shot. But at least they were back at her house and had the evening ahead of them. He drank some more bourbon and found that it went to his head very quickly. It barely registered that he was still nude and sitting at her kitchen table while Sharon was still clothed. At least Julie and Joanne weren't home. Although he wasn't certain about Julie. He hadn't made it upstairs yet. For all he knew, she had been in her room the whole time that he was in the basement.
Joanne came home a few minutes later. David heard the front door open and hoped that whoever came in wouldn't come into the kitchen. But Joanne walked in a moment later. She looked at Sharon and David and acted as though nothing was out of the ordinary with Sharon clothed and David sitting there nude. "That smells good," Joanne said, "Leave any for me?"
"No, sorry, we weren't expecting you for dinner," Sharon replied with a laugh. David just looked at his now empty plate.
"Hey, David, don't you speak anymore?", Joanne asked.
"Oh, hey, Joanne, sorry, just finishing dinner, I guess," he replied, although it was clear that he was already done.
"Hmm, bourbon? Mind If I have some?", Joanne asked.
"Not at all. Grab a glass and have a seat," Sharon answered and handed the bottle to Joanne.
Joanne poured a half-glass of the bourbon and added a splash of water and some ice. "Nice," she said after she took the first sip.
"David, you look like you could use a little more," Joanne said, as she poured some into his glass.
"Um, thanks," he responded, although he felt like he had drunk enough already.
"Cheers!", Sharon said as she took a small sip and Joanne followed. David took a bigger gulp by accident. He wasn't drunk but he definitely felt loose.
Joanne proposed a toast to the week ahead, which forced David to take another sip. He was trying to go slow on the bourbon but it was hard to do with Sharon and Joanne eyeing him to make sure that he kept up. He didn't notice that they weren't really drinking as much as he was each time.
After a few more minutes, Sharon put away the rest of the food and asked David to put the used plates and silverware in the sink. He was self-conscious about standing up nude in the kitchen with Joanne watching. But the bourbon had loosened him up enough that he did it anyway. As he turned away and went to the sink, Joanne was sure to check out his bare butt. It was lightly bruised still but the main thing that she noticed was the red knot on his right buttock. It was the size of a small half-marble and looked painful. Joanne decided to ask Sharon later what that red spot was.
David quickly washed the two plates and silverware and put them in the dish drainer beside the sink. He was feeling a little wobbly now but not in an unpleasant way. He turned to walk back to the kitchen table, unsure of what Sharon and he might do next. But Sharon walked over to him and took his penis in her hand and led him out of the kitchen while Joanne watched with an amused smile on her face. Sharon led David upstairs to her room and pushed him back on her bed. She then stripped and crawled on top on him. "You said that you liked it when I rode you, right?", she asked.
"Uh, yeah," he replied. She reached over to the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a condom. She unwrapped it and rolled it onto his erection. David had gotten hard almost immediately when she had led him upstairs by his dick. Sharon then mounted him and began moving slowly up and down on his erection. David was pleasantly buzzed by the bourbon and content to lie there while she rode him. He had drunk just enough bourbon that he didn't feel as though he was going to cum fast. Even though he hadn't cum for several days. Sharon rode him in a steady way. She was glad that he was lasting and thought that the bourbon had probably slowed down the sensations for him. She was content to ride him slowly and see what happen. Her arousal seemed to be higher than his, she thought. Her breathing was faster and she was starting to moan. David was mostly quiet although he did squirm a little when she sped up her pace. Then he started to clinch the bedspread with both hands as his arousal grew. Sharon sensed this and slowed down her downward thrusts on his penis. As he started to arch his back some, Sharon knew that he was probably close to cumming. So, she abruptly stopped her downward thrusts and just sat on him. She could feel that he was really hard but she also thought that this was a good chance to see how long he could last. David reached up and stimulated her breasts. She leaned over and gave him a deep kiss. She then rolled over, pulled him on top of her, and re-inserted his penis. David started thrusting a little too eagerly. She knew that he was not going to last long as that pace. Sharon reached down and encircled his scrotum with her right hand and squeezed gently at first. The pressure gradually became stronger and he slowed his thrusting. She used her left hand to stop him by pressing upward on his chest. "Hey, big guy, not so fast or you won't last," she whispered. David stopped his thrusting and lay quietly on her.
Sharon then rolled him off of her and she took the dominant position. She pulled the rubber off of his dick and took him in her mouth. She started a regular motion up and down. She was holding his penis lightly with her left hand. With her right, she reached down between his buttocks and put her right forefinger at his anal opening and began circling it. David moaned softly at this touch. She pushed her finger into his rectum about an inch to see what would happen. He moaned a little more. Sharon wondered if there was enough lubricant left in there from his rectal exam this afternoon for her to ease her finger all the way in. She knew that lube dried out after awhile so she figured that she shouldn't count on any help there. She moved her finger in another inch and he moaned again. But it was getting more difficult. Sharon decided not to push her luck this time. She pushed her finger in a little more and thought that was as much as he would tolerate without more lube. David was loose from the bourbon but the pressure of her finger in his butt felt strange. Although not as strange as the doctor's entire finger in there a few hours ago. Sharon kept her finger in but didn't try to push further inward. She continued her pace on his penis. David moaned and knew that he was about to cum. Sharon sensed this too and asked, "Are you about to cum?"
"Yes," he stammered.
"Okay, well, do it," she replied.
David responded almost immediately by cumming. Sharon took the full force in her mouth. It was a first for them.
Once his ejaculation ended, she licked the last few drops off his penis and crawled forward to give him another deep kiss. David was aware that his cum was now on his lips and some in his mouth but didn't care. Sharon hadn't cum this time but she had been close enough, she thought. After they rested for a couple of minutes, she rolled off of him and pulled him down below her waist to tongue her. She could feel the wetness of his penis on her left foot as David worked his tongue on her clit. She surprised both of them by cumming quickly. She pulled David back up to where her head lay on the pillow and they kissed deeply. He was conscious of her wet pussy on his leg and she reached down and took his soft penis and balls in her hand. They fell asleep within minutes.