"I drove two hours from Kansas City to reach the town where I lived. My headache had faded by the time I arrived, but I was exhausted. My husband met ...e at the door. He was thirty-nine years old, tall and thin, and sported a pompadour of intense black hair swept back to cover his unusually large ears. He kept his hair dye carefully hidden and spent a lot of money in barber shops."Rebecca, you're home," he said, looking up from the television as I came through the door. He didn't get up to greet. One of the lights was directly above her, illuminating her completely in front of me. My eyes shyed away initially but then got drawn back like a magnet onto her fully illuminated boobs and well exercised stomach. I thought to myself: I would love to caress those long, hard nipples, randomly sucking at them, circling them with my tongue whilst squeezing gently her firm big breasts! I shyly focused on looking into her eyes and just a second our eyes meet before she closed them calmly, leaning. "I can wait for you outside. I've seen it already."For some reason, the thought of going into the theatre alone made menervous. I shook my head. "Maybe there's a later showing," I suggested.The man in the ticket booth seemed anxious to get the line moving. "Youknow, the credits are already rolling. Why don't you take your chances. Goin, see if you can get two seats. If you end up having to sit on yourbrother's lap you can come back to me after the show and I'll refund yourticket. What do you. The light flickered a bit, which made her scream and hug me tightly. I went to the toilet with her:Me: I need to use my hand to pee. Let me go now, mom.She went from hugging to holding my hand instead.Mom: Now, just use your hand!I had a semi boner with her boobs still touching me. I shot a beam of piss down the toilet. And she was right beside me, watching me piss from my semi-hard cock. Right in the middle, the light flickered again. This time she screamed even harder and hugged me from the.