Even worse I was getting so wet I feared I might be staining my shorts. I also became aware that several of the boys had noticed my high beams and wer... giggling nervously. I glanced at Matt, but the way he turned and the expression on his face left me uncertain if he saw, but there was just enough of a smile on his face that my juices were starting to flow. I excused myself to the restroom. Once inside, I went to one of the stall and pulled down my shorts and panties. The panties were soaked,. Then, as she was tellingme it was ok she was lightly stroking my thighs which she knows I can'tresist."O my," Lisa said in feigned innocence. "I do believe somebody wants toplay."Lisa gently took hold of my imprisoned penis. The tip of my gland wastrying to force its way out of the small slit in the end of the cockcage, but only the very most sensitive tip of my gland could push itsway through. Lisa saw this and, while holding the cock cage firmly, sheflicked her thumb over the tip of my. ..well... Like I said... I know how to please myself, but I don't havethe same... context for someone else." John blushed."Don't be embarrassed. It's natural. And think how hot you found itwhen Cathleen was getting herself off in front of you."John slowly nodded his head."But this isn't about pleasing you... it's about pleasing your wife."He nodded."You're right, though, without the personal experience it's hard to knowwhat a woman wants... what feels good... how to read her body...". ‘The Michaels residence,’ she said, her voice plummy and cultured. ‘Hi,’ came the voice over the phone. ‘Who is this?’ ‘Time to sleep.’ ‘Diana’s face went slack. She let out her breath. Her eyes glazed over. ‘Unconscious mind,’ the voice said, ‘say hello.’ ‘Hello,’ Diana said, her voice a hollow monotone. ‘Begin,’ the voice said. ‘Follow your instructions.’ The line went dead. Diana blinked and looked at the phone. She shrugged and put the receiver down. ‘Wrong number,’ she said to herself. She.