The spanking chair is gone so I have no place to sit. I drop my jeans and lean against the wall, noticing that there are metal rings embedded in the w...ll and ceiling all around me. Mrs. F must have bound him in front of the monitor. I imagine myself bound with legs spread and arms up, unable to touch myself while watching the screen. But of course, I do touch myself with one hand in my panties while the other reaches under my shirt, unclips my bra, and pleases first one, then the other stiff. I moved around the bib house hearing some sound from the bath room I peeped thru’ and I had the shock of my life balu(my brother’s name) was totally naked and he was stroking his dong the size of which baffled me it reminded me of our father’s cock. I started soaking in my panties he had not yet started growth of pubic hair so it appeared even bigger.Balu finished his act(I don’t thing he had started spilling then).he put on hid undies and as such came out. I had moved in time so that he could. I felt a definite tingle between my thighs and knew I’d have to deal with that when I got home later. I really couldn’t concentrate on the remainder of Flick’s party but I did my best until around twelve when I made an excuse of a non-existent headache and made my way home. Lilly was furious because she hadn’t introduced me to her ‘exotic’ but that was tough.When the car dropped me off I locked up and went to my bedroom, quickly stripping off and getting in my shower. Washed and dried, I took. Why don't you plan a trip to the offices," John suggested."It would take a week to hit all eight sales offices. If I started in Boston, and went down the east coast, Jerry would have already heard what I had to say before I reached Baltimore. They gossip amongst themselves like a bunch of teenagers at a sleepover." I know," John said. "Perhaps you should schedule a conference call." I thought about that, but it would look like I've already installed myself in Jack's chair." You're right. What.