This went on for several weeks and not a word was said about it. She was always dressed and covered, always had on a robe of some sort. The fact she w...s washing and folding my masturbation catch rag but not making any advances perplexed me so I worked up the nerve to start leaving the T shirt in its rolled up form. The shirt would be folded first then rolled around my shaft so after several minutes of stroking it would take on the shape and actually stay in that round shape more or less. So it. I couldn't stop shifting in my seat and fidgeting with everything. Eventually, we arrived at a secluded spot. There was some sort of abandoned building that looked like it was about to fall down, and had boards on all the windows. Dean came around to my side of the car and opened the door. He took my hand and pulled me out."Follow me."I did. We walked into the building and I saw a chair with straps, a pole, a pile of chains, and a pair of handcuffs. I was instantly terrified. What DID he have. He was not a super muscular man but who was I to be picky? I couldn’t help but notice by the way he was moving and rubbing his cock that he was trying to get hard, 'cause he wanted to have some fun as well. Without thinking I said out loud, “I can help you with that.” He saw I was peeking through the hole. At first he was surprised he was being watched as well as I that I had said that. I felt embarrassed but soon he smiled and pressed his limp yet now semi-aroused cock through the hole. But my courage failed me and once again, I was too chicken-shit to make a move. Instead I backed towards the bathroom door, stepped in and closed the door behind me.Holy fuck! Did that just happen? I couldn't believe I just saw my best friend’s tits.... her gorgeous, perfect tits.... I snapped back, dropped the towel and stepped into the hot shower. By now the entire room was filled with steam and I could barely see three feet in front of me. I stepped into the stream of hot water, closed my.