"Hey man, I need a favour"

Drew Collins and Charles Darnay talked to each other at coffee time. They were both working for a construction company and were really good friends, so, if Drew asked for a favour, Charles would do his best to give it to him.

"Shoot".

"I need your house tonight".

"What? Why?"

"Well... I'm meeting a girl and I can't take her home with my wife, if you know what I mean.">

Yes, Charles knew what he meant.

"Of course, man. Besides, my wife told me she would meet some friends, so she won't be home either."

"And what about you?" asked Drew, worrying about his pal.

"Don't worry, I'll find myself a plan. Here... the keys. You better not touch my medals collection. As for the rest, make yourself at home."

"Thanks man, I owe you this one."

"Oh, I'll take it, don't worry. Hahahaha"

Both friends cheered and toasted with their coffee cups.

Later that day

"Let me try to find the right one..." Drew struggled to find the right key from the ring.

"Drew, honey. You remember this is MY house, right?" Mrs. Charlotte Darnay said sweetly, while taking her husband's keys from Drew's hands, and choose the right one to open the door.

"I still don't know why we have to do this here. Why don't we go to a hotel, instead of having him giving me his keys."

"That way, we make sure he won't come here for the whole night. Besides, it's funny, isn't it? Tricking him into lending you the keys of our house while your date is with ME. HAHAHA."

"I don't know, I feel like I'm betraying him or something."

"Oh, don't worry about that sweetheart. We're not doing anything wrong... yet."

Charlotte Darnay was a 40-year-old blonde woman. She had a medium-length cut that fit her really well, and looked like ten years younger. She was very fashioned and have a wild look that invited men to think of her as a fun and dangerous woman to be with.

That was what had caught both Drew and Charles. However, only one of them had had the chance to marry her. The other one... well, he enjoyed some other things.

She addressed Drew to her bedroom.

"Now let's let the fun begins, shall we?" she asked in a playful tone, biting half her lip.

Next, she began to get undressed. She stopped when she got to her underwear, though, to Drew's disgrace. However, he knew the conditions and agreed to them. No sex, no nudes, no adultery from any of both parts.

Just bondage.

She took her bag from under the bed and took out the materials they would be using. Various coils of rope, two rolls of tape, a couple of sponges and some bandanas and scarfs. All that's needed to give her the night of bondage she was seeking for.

"So, shall we begin." Drew nodded his head yes, and started to do the knots.

"How tight will it be?"

"Oh, Drew. You know how mommy likes it."

He smiled and nodded his head yes. Indeed he knew. They had been doing this for about one year when, after a random conversation and a couple cocktails, she exposed her interest in getting tied up, like in the movies and stuff. He, drank as fuck, said he was into bondage, although had never had the guts to tell his wife. That's how they got to this agreement, where both parts would get benefited.

"And what will it be?"

"I'm thinking of a ball-tie."

Drew took a coil of rope and began tying her ankles. The only touch of the rope against her skin was enough to make her chuckle.

Indeed it was tight, Drew knew how to tie a good knot, and that's how he did her legs completely. Ankles, calves, knees and thighs. He even tied her toes. Not that it was neccesary, but he knew she loved it.

"Oh, yes. This feels fantastic. You know how to comply a woman, Drew." She joked.

"Ask my wife about it." Drew laughed.

Charlotte and Jane were good friends too. They had met through their husbands but got really close as well. That was another reason to impose the no-sex rule. She didn't want to betray her friend.

Next, it was turn for her upper body. He began with her wrists, of course, and her elbows, and breasts followed. Next, he took another piece and wrapped it around her waist, binding her hands and attaching them to her back.

"I'm assuming you want a crotchrope, don't you?"

"Why you even ask?" said Charlotte, aroused as fuck as the ropes circled her body.

"I don't think it's fair. You get to orgasm but I don't?"

"You get to tie me up and live up that memory with your wife. But, if you're not okay with this anymore, we can get it over."

"No, no. It's cool." He said smiling.

Next, with another piece, he applied the magic rope, binding it from her wrists to her waist, embracing her crotch and biting her clit.

"Huhh" exclaimed Charlotte when she felt the rope against her intimacy. Even through her panties, it felt like God.

"You could at least pretend you're not horny" he joked.

"Shut up and gag me already. Did you bring what I asked you for?"

"Yes, I did. But, isn't it a bit gross?"

"Well, not for me".

Drew searched in his pocket and took a plastic bag with two pairs of panties inside.

"I hope they're used, aren't they?"

"Yes, I took them from the hamper. They're Jane's used panties, as you requested."

"Fantastic! Then stuff them in my mouth and wrap my head around with tape. Then, use a scarf to OTN gag me, please!" she sounded excited, terribly thrilled at the idea of being massively gagged as she was about to be.

"Your wish is my command, lady" said Drew.

Next, he put the two pairs of panties inside Charlotte's mouth, who received them willingly and happy. Then, he wrapped her head with the duct tape, up to ten loops, until she couldn't utter a single word.

"Mphphhhhfa" 'now the scarf' she was trying to say. Good thing Drew knew what to do, since understanding her was an impossible task.

He grabbed a red scarf and knotted it behind her head, over the tape. Happily, she mumbled some more unintelligible words before Drew completed the ball-tie, attaching her ankles to her thighs.

"Well, I guess my job here is done" he said, sadly. He wanted to go home and fuck her wife, turned on as he was.

"MPHHH" protested the woman.

Even though sex was out of the picture, Charlotte hoped that Drew could at least play with her a little, like grabbing her boobs and fondling her, or even tightening her crotchrope.

Suddenly, they heard a noise. The door was opening!

"Drew!" Charles screamed, so both Drew and Charlotte looked at each other, wide-eyed and in complete shock. "Can you come here for a second?"

"He knows" he whispers Charlotte, who shook her head vigorously. "I'm coming" he covered Charlotte with the blankett and headed out of the room.

Charles was waiting in front of the house door.

"Listen, I'm sorry to bother, man, but I really need to take something from my bedroom... and the bathroom as well. Please".

"Hum... sure, it's your home after all. Just let me make sure my date is comfortable and hidden, she's very shy and would die of embarrassment if you saw her, you know?"

"I totally understand, man, and I'm sorry to interrupt, really. I wouldn't if it wasn't such an important matter."

"Don't worry, man. Let me get in there and I'll call you in."

Drew left his friend standing and waiting, while he got in the bedroom again to take care of his wife. It was all crazy.

"He wants to grab something" he whispered Charlotte, who rolled her eyes behind the blankett. "Just make sure you don't make any nose so that he doesn't recognize you."

'And how the fuck would he recognize me, gagged as I am?' she would have shouted at him. Of course, what would have come out her mouth would have been: 'mph mphhh ph mphhk mpwedd mph mpehaufea mpefahp, mpedd nshhas mphh mphhhm?'

She, instead, nodded her head and waited patiently and in complete silent under the blanket.

"You can come in now, man" she heard Drew saying, before hearing the door getting open again.

Charles came inside and his steps sounded heavy and clumsy. He opened the wardrobe and took a bag from inside. Then, he moved to the main room's restroom and came back out soon.

"Thanks, pal. And sorry about this again. I hope you enjoy your night" he waved his friend goodbye.

"Don't thank me, man. It's your house, after all, I couldn't refuse! Hahahahaha"

They both laughed as Charles left the place. Soon, Drew got back to the room and retired the blanket from over Charlotte's body, who was frowning at him, yet seemingly aroused by her red cheeks.

"That was close".

"Mphh mphhh" she nodded.

"Now where were we? You didn't want me to go?"

"mphhhhhh" she shook her head.

"But sex is out of the picture" he reminded.

A new nod came from Charlotte's gagged head. However, she moved sensually, or as sensually as her ball-tied position allowed her, trying to catch Drew's attention.

"So you want me to play with you?"

She blushed and nodded her head, once again. Drew knew what she wanted, so he approached her and began grabbing her boobs over her lace bra. She was sweating, breathing heavily and visibly horny. Still, she was trying so hard to keep sex out of her mind, keeping herself for her husband.

Oh, boy. That was going to be a fun night.

Meanwhile, some squares far from there.

"I still can't believe you forgot your bag" Jane Collins protested as Charles managed to bind the hogtie she had asked for. Good thing he didn't catch Drew in the middle of it, and could grab the bag that kept his bondage supplies.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, but I've got it now, don't I?"

"Oh, yes, yo do. But remember our agreement" she reminded him.

"I do. No sex or nudes. We're not adulterers. Handling is permitted though".

"Perfect. Did you bring what I told you?"

"Yes, I took them from the hamper" he answered, showing Jane two pairs of Charlotte's panties. "I still don't get how you can be into this."

"I don't need you to. I just need you to stuff my mouth with them, and then properly gag me."

Charles did as he was told and stuffed both his wife's panties inside his best friend's wife mouth. A knotted scarf followed, cleave gagging her. Then, another one, as an OTM gag. Last but not least, he tied another one over her nose, too, completing the three-layers gag.

She began moaning, overcome by the arousing effect of bondage on her. She played and struggled, grabbing the crotchrope that Charles had been so kind to provide her, and waiting for him to stroke her goodies, which he soon did.

Oh, yes. That was going to be a fun night.

Next day

Charlotte was holding her cup of cappuccino as she saw Jane moving her brown hair from side to side approaching to the cafe.

"So, how was your night?" asked the blonde as Jane had sit.

"Awesome. Even though Drew barely lasted a couple of minutes, I had surely enjoyed myself before, if you know what I mean" she winked.

"I sure do, hahaha."

"How about YOUR night?" Jane asked.

"Pretty much the same" she answered with a diva attitude, as she toasted with her friend. "By the way, I have something of yours"

She looked inside her purse until she brought the two pairs of panties she had been gagged with the night before.

"Don't worry. I washed them."

"Oh, my, thanks. I'm afraid I don't have yours washed yet."

"Don't worry about that. I hope they were wet enough for you."

"They sure did."

Both women sat looking at nothing specially, just thinking of their nights and getting aroused by the simple thought of them.

"Do you think they'll ever know... you know?"

"Nope. I don't think they will. Not until we tell them."

"You mean IF we tell them, hahaha."

"Well I've been thinking. Funny as it is, you know, tricking them into tying us up and putting us in bondage without them even know, I think I'd like... you know... something else."

"What do you mean?"

"I'd like to see you in bondage. I'd like to struggle next to you and have fun with you. The bare idea of it turns me on so much..."

"I'd like that too. Maybe it's time to tell them."

"Or... maybe we can try to keep tricking them, he he."

"How's that?" Jane asked, a bit confused.

"I still don't know. But I will, I promise you."

Then, both girls laughed in unison while toasting once again. Last night sure was a fun night.