He faked her out by saying he was taking a nap and wasn’t dressed. He waited until his mom went down to the basement to do some laundry until he ran...out to get my clothes. He practically pushed me out of the house and had me scrunch under the dashboard until we were a half way down the street just in case his mom looked out the window and saw me in the car with him.” We couldn’t stop laughing. Maybe we were a little too loud, but didn’t care. “Well, it sounds like we never got too far doing the. Before I offered to take that Bruce to the shop after my breakfast this morning I knew fucking well how horny I’d got about him last night. It was with you talking about it and getting me all wound up. Do you remember how potty the dog had gone for that half used butter foil we had left on the table after dinner? Fiona threw it down for him. He licked it clean then she picked up the wrapper. I remembered this morning at breakfast when she threw down another half used butter for him that was. ‘Caught him fucking around on you?’ She waited for a count of three before answering. ‘You’re very blunt, but yes, I did, and he hasn’t stopped.’ ‘And that’s a pity,’ Marty said rubbing his hand on her derriere. ‘I’ve stopped caring about it. The only thing… the only reason I stay married to him is Caroline, our daughter. She’s so young… it would be traumatic for her if we went our separate ways. And….’ ‘And what?’ Marty inquired. ‘He’s paying me to stay with him… for political reasons. He. This seemed ok to me. I wasn't touching myself or wanking and hence didn't feel guilty about it... This way felt more natural. I was just starting to really enjoy the feeling in my groin and my little balls. I don't think my dick had ever been so hard. I kept brushing the smooth material against my hard dick making it twitch and jerk. Then I wanted to see what my little hardon looked like as my panties were brushing up and down against it. It looked so sexy, It made me feel sexy watching the.