Given the context of the info, however, I thought it would fit into the context of my story at this point.After I left, Rodney had a spate of gay remo...se. He had never thought of having sex with another guy. Rodney was straight, after all. Much as he knew that his sexual chances at school were limited, he had, nevertheless, mentally concocted the eventuality of hiring a whore one day and fucking the hell out of her to please his predilections.As Rodney ruminated on the events with me as a. Apparently it was very hot, but the heat was very localised and I felt nothing at all. My balls were pushed back inside me, and the catheter put into my penis, and the thing was bent until the bottom part was against my lower rings. These were fitted, and then I was free to stand up. It was very light. Apart from the slight ache of my testicles that would soon pass, and the pulling against my rings, I hardly knew it was there. The catheter meant that again I would have to sit to pee, and I knew. .........but Yes i did have my camera and some lingerie. She said im ok with now if you want to have our first photo session. I said Yes i would and asked if she wanted to use a hotel and she said that was fine. So we drove to a holiday inn and got a room on the top floor rear so we could have the d****s open and no one see us. We got to the room and we got it ready turning on every lamp and the d****s wide open lighting the room wonderfully. I asked her are you sure? You can still back. A creeping suspicion had cropped up that maybe his wife had someone on the side. God knows she had opportunities! Bob wasn't blind. He could see the way other men looked at Kay. He couldn't deny that she was sex on a stick and why should he get so worked up? He had his own little piece of ass on the side, Audrey, his 22 year old office assistant at the department store he owned. As hot as his wife was, he couldn't resist the charms of the nubile tart, with her long, black hair, firm, enhanced.