On our first date, I had suggested that we kiss each other goodnight using the lip formations we each used with our band instruments. It was good for ... laugh and it got me a kiss on the first date.Our progress from there was slow but pretty steady. I had, after a couple of months gotten her top and bra off, she had beautiful, round, firm breasts and I loved kissing and sucking their pretty, pink nipples.Another month or so, found me sucking her boobs as she masturbated me, then, after that,. I opened the door and hit something solid. I looked down and saw a large red and yellow polka dot box lying in front of the door. I pushed it out of the way and stepped inside. Cindy just looked at me perplexed by the box in our front hall.“AJ,” I called out, “What’s with the box?” I heard no response. I thought nothing more of that and opened the box. I was aroused/terrified by what I saw. A little girl bound, gagged, and blindfolded inside a gift box. I undid the gag and said, “Are. Even i did not get sleep and waiting for the next moment what ‘ll happen.After an hour or so. She came close to me and did the same thing as last night. She put her hand in my shots and was feeling my cock. Think so she was very shocked this time as soon as she touched my cock it was already in full mood and was trying to get out of my shots. She noticed that and she started her play again. This time also was acting as sleeping at some point was not at all able to control.She was doing it her. In secret, I negotiated amortgage and bought a house, moving out of their home whilst they were onholiday. It took a long time to rebuild a good relationship with the twoof them.Having moved into my own home, the temptation should have been to bewhatever and whoever I pleased, the reality though was that societalconstraints and the need to be accepted by my workmates ( my only peergroup as I had no one I could call a friend) meant that I felt anoverriding need to conform.I not only continued to.