Tracy then steps out of the room with the music still playing... Several minutes pass and she walks back in. You begin to notice how cool it is.

In fact it's pretty cold for someone so nude hanging by some torture device decorated in pink and lace. You think hard about this. It is clear she is aware of the complexity of all this. Could she really not be as ditsy as she pretends?
Your skin starts to goose all over in the cold and your manhood sitting saluting in the air throbs in the cold. You are scared, cold, horny, and confused. Most of all aware if something does not happen fast you are going to be stuck in some mire you can never rise out of again.

Then you hear the door open behind you again, she is talking and giggling on a cell phone. In her arms is a new laundry basket. Suddenly another girl walks up and starts chatting with her. You strain to hear, but the blood starts throbbing in your ear and that pulsing grabs your attention.

It seems the blood in your body is heading to one spot, and it ain't up, and it most definitely is left swinging in the wind.
Tracy walks up to you hanging there, wraps her arms around your lower torso. It feels soft, warm, and inviting. She leans over and kisses your shaft. Clearly this triggers a spasm jolt from it pulsing a drool from deep within. She just giggles and gives a pulsed squeezed hug. Then she lets go and heads to the door, where apparently someone is there waiting.
The door shuts and locks.

You sit there thinking about her comforting soft warmth, how you are actually graving her touch now. Hanging in the cold air all hot and bothered it is driving you nuts. You know that sweet soft warm inviting innocent bubble blond is going to be your doom when she returns. Thoughts of not caring and weakening of your will eat at your mind. And the fear never leaves; it just mingles with lust for her dominating consuming warmth.

10 minutes, no 30 minutes, or has it been an hour or more pass.
Then you hear someone come in... With your back to them, you worry its Tracy and your worry also it is someone else...