Eventually, you see an old man, probably in his late 50s, wearing a business suit that implies he has a more than generously above average income. Thi... observation is supported by the young lady wrapping herself around his arm as intimately as possible, ruling out the possibility that it's either a daughter or granddaughter that he's simply taking a stroll with.Something peaks your interest, so you park your car and proceed to follow them from a safe distance. Their day would seem innocent to. ” I reply.“I thought of you last night. I had a long soak in the bath, and couldn’t help but think of you fondling my breasts whilst I sucked your…”Suddenly my wife comes in to my home office with a cuppa, and I shield the receiver defensively…“Thanks, pop it down there, love” I say, as I wait for my wife to leave the room. “Now, what were you saying before we were rudely interrupted…?” I ask down the receiver, as I place my left hand on my trousers and gently start to stroke my cock.. She?” Between sobs.“I don’t know lover.” My tears were just as heavy. “That is why I want to talk to her. My friend seems to think that maybe it was blackmail.”“Blackmail? We never kept secrets from each other.”“Well, lover, if it was a secret, we wouldn’t know, would we?”“My God! What could be so horrible that she would do this to cover it up?”“Again, I don’t know and that is why we need to talk to her when she comes around. We need to stay calm and talk to her. If she is hiding something she. “Bye sweetie,” Kye called out as she left.“Bye, baby boi!”Terris got dressed and headed out of the house. He jumped in his shiny cocoa brown Ford F-250. The engine roared as he cranked it. Today was a short day for him. Only four hours and he was done through the weekend. He spoke to the truck and instructed his phone to send Kye a text. “I love you, sissy boi,” he said the device transcribed it. The message sent just as he was pulling out of the driveway of their 2,500 square foot rambler.