My renegade cock had just proved that. Oh well, I thought, any containment is better than none. I opened the hamper and lifted out the delicate pair o... panties. They appeared to be clean, but out of curiosity I smelled them. They had the same perfumed scent as my robe but there was also a faint musty odor on the crotch-panel. My mouth fell open and I nearly swooned as once again the blood rushed into my cock. Ironically, very thing that I had selected to hide my erection in had only caused it. Besides keeping my stomach flat, I treasure these times most of all for the clarity they bring to my mind. When I’m in stride, it’s hard to worry about the day’s little problems.My little adventure started at mile 3. That’s where the sidewalk loops around a hedge and merges with a path from the opposite direction. I turned the corner and was immediately faced with a sight to behold. She was jogging in a pair of tiny red running shorts that hung so low on her hips you knew she shaved part of. I would put the keys for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the hood, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to turn the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the legs of the table, secure the hood on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my hands to the table legs at the other end with the handcuffs. That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the time she was due home I was clean,. It gets me hot when she tells me about it. She also likes to tell me about the 2 girls that she would fuck around with in High School and College. She knows that my fantasies are twisted. But I am seriously turned on by her sexuality.I’ll just say that we have a very active, twisted sex life. We have made love in many public places. Our favorite was quite by accident. We were in Las Vegas a few years ago; our room at Treasure Island faced the strip 8 floors up. We fucked on the divan in the.