There I was, being invited to satisfy some guy's strange ass kink. Bless his soul, he just saw a young girl and wanted to have a good time. My hang-up... and shyness made me delete the message, always wondering about it in the back of my mind. What would have happened if I gave in, put on my little Lane Bryant thong, did my stretches, and found myself at his door and on his back? Would I still be the same person? Would I be deeper into kink, and not just a curious bystander who dips a toe or two. You don't want to be late for school."I groan aloud as I stretch my arms and legs wide, my eyes drowsily opening. Wearing only boxer shorts, my morning wood pitches a large tent at my crotch."You might want to take care of that first,"she laughs."Yes, mother,"I reply, slightly irked. Smiling, my mother ruffles my hair and leaves my room, shutting the door behind her. I lazily force myself up and off my bed, then into my adjoining bathroom. Still drowsy, I splash cold water into my face, grab my. I lazily without any expectation went to open the door only to find my son rajesh standing at the door. I looked at him puzzled.Rajesh (son): dad can I join you people to night?He asked without any hesitation in voice. I looked at him for a moment and all I could do was open the door for him and gave him the way as passed across me. As he entered the room, my wife took the sari and put it across her boobs and folded her legs. I closed and turned to them. My son sat on the edge of the bed. " Aren't you glad you have me around then?" Trust me, that's not the only reason." I held her in her arms and we kissed, until Ornelas' harrumphing signaled for us to leave.We had finished with the 'demonstrations, ' so we separated in the hallway. I went to math class. It turned out that I was a little behind on the work from the last two days, so to catch me up Mrs. Maes had me demonstrate problems on the overhead projector. It didn't help with my math much, but the sight of my dick on the.