" Never?" Nope. Not even when I was a kid." What, no teen fumblings?" Not here. Dad caught me a few times with a boy in the house, and once with a gir..., but that's a different story." Were you a bad girl then?" Medium." So why not in here? It's clearly perfect." It's not. Zero privacy in here. There aren't even any drapes." Oh. Yeah, didn't notice that. Why not?" Never seemed to be a need when I was a kid, and now I hate to change anything." But ... what about - well, the bath for instance?" I. As we walked back home, Jasmine was ... gay. In the old sense, swinging our arms and almost skipping along. We were passing the gate to the Botanical Gardens when she stopped me and pulled my head down to kiss me. Her kisses are to be enjoyed at any time, so I did."Okay, not that I'm complaining, but what's this about?"She grinned up at me. "Let's get home."She waited until we were in bed, my hands exploring her, before starting the conversation."You ... ahhh! Liked her, ummm ... didn't you?"I. In the morning she knocked on my bed room door asking if I was awake, I called her in, “Morning dad, how about I cook you a good breakfast” Thanks, I’ll take a quick shower” five minutes later I was done, entering the kitchen Kristine was wearing one of my long t shirts cooking breakfast, I had my sweats and a t shirt on.The door bell rung and I went to answer it, it was Tony, I had forgot he was coming round for our morning round of golf, asking him in I wondered what to say about Kristine. I stood in the doorway and waited until my Wife started groaning and the Richard came up for air. ‘Good girl, bring the bag to me’ Richard said. ‘Then kneel with your back to me’ I did as I was told. I then felt his hands pushing something into my mouth, I tried to resist but my Wife held my nose making me open my mouth to breath and in it went and a strap was quickly fastened tightly behind the back of my head. I couldn’t see what it was but found out later it was a gag, inflatable.