I asked her if she’d ever been to a gentleman’s club. She said you mean strip club right? I giggled and said yeah. She said nope never been to a s...rip club. I told her I had to leave for work at the club in 45 minutes and asked her if she’d like to come along as my guest for the evening. She said yeah, but what should she wear? I told her just to put on clubbing clothes like she was going dancing. She said ok, and when she got up we hugged briefly, and I kissed her gently on the mouth. She. That's a good boy."Janice flipped through the channels and found something she liked. Meanwhile, I stayed obediently on my knees, my head between her legs, my face pressed up against her panty crotch, breathing her smells of stale sexual secretions, sweat, and urine."You can play with your nipples, if you'd like," Janice said, gently tousling my hair. "Just don't touch your penis, okay?" Okay."When it was finally time for bed, Janice pushed me away."Would you be a dear and do the dishes?" she. When someone is here to watch." I said to him with a little smile.He leaned towards me a bit. "I think you like to watch things, too." He said."Wha... What do you mean?" I asked."I mean I saw you looking at us the other night..." He said and leaned even closer to me. Oh my god! He had saw me watching them. I was caught. I looked at him stunned. "Did it make your little pussy wet to watch us?" He asked.I was almost speachless. I just stared at him."Well, did it?" he repeated."Y... yes... it did". But he would rather not have his mom know the real Ivy. The nasty malicious Ivy. The Ivy who had a grip on his life, literally.Charles had spent half-an-hour in the bathroom, until he walked out of it. He then joined his mom and gramps back in the kitchen. When he arrived, he noticed that all three of them were in the middle of some conversation. He also noticed that they looked distressed. Before he left for the bathroom, they were so full of joy and happy. Now they looked like the complete.