'Now then how about you get out of those wet clothes', I could see he was getting turned on, there was a definite bulge in his trousers. 'There's a fr...sh pair of overalls under the seat you can change in to'. I wasn't going to need asking twice but I wanted to be under his control and not be too easy, although the inner slut in me was fighting to take over the proceedings I was determined to follow his lead.I was only wearing lycra shorts and cycling top so didn't have much to tease him with. My sister paused ad smiled and said "no ill get in your way too often im sure and my b*o are busy when you 2 are alone and ill get in your way"."what gave you that impression", "Nothing", "come on what gives it away?", "so it is true then haha...because your shirt is always wet as if you been working or something wet has got on". "you speak from experience then heh, its not sweat or juices though, its my milk" and a look of surprise and arousment on her face and said " show me please i've tried. We rang his girl friend and invited her over, suggesting that she brought a selection of her floggers and restraints over. While we waited for her to arrive we very gently rubbed soothing ointment on each other’s bottoms, knowing that they were to take more punishment before the evening was finished. Suzie, Mike’s girl friend, arrived and we discussed what we had in mind. The look on her face was a clear indication that she was up for it. It was decided that Suzie and Mike should make out first. It amazed me that a single action by Jeff could simultaneously be both surprising and expected. I had my friends and my parents had theirs. Just like at home, though we lived under the same roof, we didn’t cross paths very often. I did cross paths with their friends’ children every year. We hadn’t exactly grown up together, but I had known them for some time. They had not seen a change in me prior to this summer, and probably didn’t notice it now unless they were paying careful attention. It.