Jenny graciously ignored my erections, for the most part. Two days ago I got an erection while she was doing some Sunday morning house cleaning (while...listening to the radio), and after watching her bounce around in a short fluffy skirt, bending over, and shaking her ass as she buffed, polished, vacuumed, and picked things up got me very aroused. It was all too much for me, so I reached into my shorts just to adjust myself, and as I did she turned around. Jenny looked at me, giggled, and said …. I smiled and pulled my hands out, licking them both clean. My black running shorts would conceal the stain of my pleasure until I got home. I crawled back out of the tunnel and headed home. As I came in view of my house, I realized I had locked myself out. Sighing, I walked up to the door to think. Right as I had bent down to look for the spare, the door opened and there stood my father, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts. "Out for a run?" He asked, looking at me expectantly, almost nervous. "Lock him in tight."The domme ordered Kitten, who immediately jumped to her feet and grabbed one of John's hands by the wrist, and began securing his wrist to one of the restraints, while the domme tied his other wrist to the other restraint."This is so much fun!"Kitten excitedly squealed to him in a hushed voice."Glad you're having fun..."John sighed as he felt the restraints tighten around his wrists."Make sure it's good and tight. We don't want him getting loose anytime soon."The domme. So I took action to help you with your need."Thirdly and probably the most... delicate reason is that I've always wondered what you were like. I would see you next door, coming and going or sitting out in your back yard or something, and I wondered what it would be like. I guess you could say I've wanted you from afar."But I knew you were married so I kept my fantasies to myself. Then you came over with the invitation to turn my fantasies into reality and I just..." You fantasized... about me?.