"It's nice to see someone rewarded for their efforts." Thank you," came Bobby's reply."The room will ready in fifteen minutes," Mr. Rourke said as he ...eturned from making a quick phone call. "Shall I have someone assist you in moving your things?" My things are what I have on," Shirley grinned, "this wasn't planned as an overnight trip."Rourke's eyes turned to Bobby, silently asking the same question."I just have one bag," he replied. "I'll take care of it myself." Very well," the older man. Her (second) husband, Bradley, was a nice enough guy but a bit of a dork and I could imagine that they had had sex a couple of times soon after they met, just to confirm their couple status, but then left it alone, because sex was an inconvenience that could get in the way of real life.Some Sunday afternoons at their house they would get out the photographs and videos of family holidays, which was fun for them but boring for me. But once I had started looking at Mrs Hubert in the flesh I came. As I looked up at my parents in the front, to see if they could see anything, Sara pushed my boxersdown into my pants, below my balls, and when she thought they would stay that way, went back to stroking my dick to full length. I gotta admit, it felt better, getting it out like that, and getting a hand job with my parents less that 5 feet away. Without tryingto make it obvious to anyone in the van, I tried sliding down the seat, until I was just at the edge & then slide back up, using theseat. .***So that's how I found myself in this position, those damn heels still onmy feet even though nothing else was. Except for the cage, of course ?it's not like that was ever going to come off now. You don't dump teaonto a House Head's oldest, dearest friend and expect her to suddenlydecide to make you cum right then and there. It was going to be a longtime ? I half expected some grinning Red Ribbon to stroll up and poursuperglue in the lock and keep me in there forever. Frankly, thatsounded.