She stretched up and retrieved the fetish magazine which fascinated her. For some time now she had been attracted to BDSM. She spent time on the inter...et looking at D/s stories. They excited and intrigued her. She tentatively explored this new world and ever ventured into fetish chartrooms where she mostly sat on the sidelines watching the various interactions. She placed the magazine on the counter. Her eyes feasted on the pictures. She read snippets. She found a quiz. “Are you a submissive, a. Just make up a story for your parents”.I went back to the desk shaking. I wasn’t concerned about Goldie mounting me but I was a little nervous about doing it in public. Lying the mum and dad also was worry. I had to think of some logical reason to be out on a Saturday afternoon with my boss. I decide I would tell them that the company sometimes ran seminars and I was needed to take notes and entertain. Well that was half right anyway. I was certainly going to entertain. The rest of the week. I told him I wanted him to eat me first and when he commented on how wet I was I told him I was all hot and wet from thinking about him all day and hoping he'd want to fuck me that night. No lie. I actually had an orgasm thinking about how wicked I was being. Okay, I'll let you go. Don't forget Tuesday, okay?"I slipped back out of the house, drove a couple of blocks away and sat and waited for my regular time to go home. I thought about what I had just overheard. Apparently my ten-year-old. We snuck off to the bathroom together. The party was really rolling and everyone including my wife had drunk a fair amount. She had whispered to me that she was horny and that waiting was not an option. So here we were in a rather small bathroom her with her skirt hiked up to her waist bending over the sink and me with my pants around my ankles my dick sliding in and out of her beautiful wet pussy from behind. She was telling me how much she liked the feeling of my balls slapping against her.