I thought of granddad and the many times I had stroked his balls. How well I had been taught. “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said. “Maybe...you should confess,” I said and smiled. He looked at me and down at my hands playing on his stiff cock, fondling his ball sack: “I confess I like what you are doing to my cock. And my balls! Are you going to anoint ‘little’ Danny?” I laughed and kissed the wet tip of his cock, lifting his balls. “Let’s call him ‘Big Danny.‘ This kind of anointing?”. I smiled and said good. I pushed the gym doors open just as the bell rang. I watched as Kats kids left their class and as they knew me from being good friends with my son they walked out of the school with me to find Kat. When we got out front we saw Kat talking to her husband. I walked the kids over and Kat quickly introduced me as Jessicas husband. We shook hands and I found out that when he couldnt get ahold of Kat (because she was too busy eating out my wife..) he decided to pick up the. Our dinner was just casual "family" chat-punctuated by everyone'sfrequent praise of my fashion skills, or beauty. Mr. Bond fetched a twobottles of good wine and toasted me. Shauna insisted on clearing up,while Mr. Bond played chess with Lisette. I was curled up on his lapwhile he explained the moves to me. I didn't have to fake my girlyincomprehension ('cause I don't know chess well) but I did have topretend interest in the boring game. By the time Shauna was done withthe dishes, I sorta wanted. .. Or leave. What did I have to lose except showing off my breasts? I let the straps down over my shoulders. I reached behind and unclasped my bra. He moved over to the chair where I had been sitting. I let the dress fall and pulled the bra off. The dress hung at my waist.Frank just gasped and sat there wide-eyed. I felt like a mannequin. He leaned back and grabbed his cock. My nipples got even harder than they were. I sort of scooped my tits up under my arms as he started to stroke. If.