Her next door neighbour’s son had just turned on the lights in his bedroom across the way.Kathy peered from the shadows and watched as Matt hopped o... to his unmade bed. Matt was just a few months older than her own son, and both attended the same school together. She clipped her broken nail by feel while keeping an occasional eye on the boy’s window.Matt reached over the edge of the bed and searched hastily under the frame to retrieve a magazine. Kathy didn’t have to see the cover to know the. A week ago, when I first told Sarah about him she was determined to have him. She has a thing about younger bisexual men. “Make it happen, soon,” she told me.“Okay baby, but no fucking, oral sex only. And you know I want to watch,” I told her as we fucked like rabbits that night. The next morning at the gym Emile was rapt when I showed him some pics of my lady. The first few showed her beautifully attired in designer clothing. Then a rear shot, naked apart from heels. Then a pic of her. Now, with a table beside her covered in crops, whips and paddles, restraints of all types, vibrators, plugs and dildos, that she had intended to use on her captive Jess, she was well and truly “hoisted buy her own petard.” Jess had taken up a long rectangular wooden paddle. She stepped beside the tethered woman and raised the paddle high above her head. “I said,” she hissed, bringing the paddle down to fill the room with a resounding “thwack” as it met the bare cheeks of Miss D’Haviland’s. The payback was that I got the use of two wardrobes of smart, often sexy women’s clothes.The only downside was that Mother had notices one or two of my stains appearing on some of the nicer underwear and I think she was worried that one of her boyfriends may have thought she had been fucking somebody else – she was always rather fond of men and their cocks so that was always something that she was aware of. She was actually quite interested in my sexual activities and although she didn’t let.