You turn things around on Chris

"Chris, I want you to..." she pauses as you put a new set of instructions in her head, "sit at the end of the bed."

"Sure, babe, whatever you like." The tall ball player gives you an arrogant smirk as he climbs onto the huge, four poster bed. He thinks he's got the advantage, but he's wrong. "Right here?"

"Yeah, that's perfect," she coos. "Except, scoot back farther. And raise your arms up. Grab the posts, like a wild animal in a cage!"

The big man grins as he does what she says. He keeps grinning as she pulls some things out of a drawer in the dresser beside the bed. She hides them behind her back and says, "Close your eyes, lover. I have a surprise for you."

"Are we doing the kinky stuff?" asks Chris, closing his eyes.

"Oh, we're definitely getting wild tonight!" The gorgeous Asian head cheerleader fastens Chris' left wrist to a bedpost with a padded handcuff, careful not to make make any noise that would let him know what she's doing. She moves across him, causing him to gasp as her huge breasts brush against his chest. She fastens his right hand to the other bedpost with another set of handcuffs, then leans down.

"So, what are we doing?" asks Chris. He waits, but gets no answer. His pants still on, though pulled down slightly, his hard cock hangs out in mid-air, unattended and expectant. "Hun? Babe?"

After waiting and receiving no answer, he opens his eyes to see you and Wendy French kissing like mad.

"What the hell!?"

Wendy breaks the kiss and laughs. You just keep kissing and fondling her incredible body as she explains.

"Sorry Chris. I didn't bring you here to fuck me. I brought you here to watch me get fucked by this gorgeous stud!"