The adrenaline began coursing through my bloodstream as her car pulled into the driveway and she came in through the kitchen door. I waited patiently ...or her to come in to watch her favorite soaps. “Oh, my God, what are you doing, Mike?” she asked. “Can’t you masturbate in your own room?” Then she saw what was playing on the TV. I smiled at her and continued stroking my eight-inch Cock. Clever woman that she was, she figured out my scheme very quickly.“Oh, I get it,” she said. Her pearly white. We propped up with pillows watching MTV and the like till we got bored and found the Playboy channel. The movies back then were in fact movies, they had a more serious plot but certainly had their sex scenes too, but not as graffic as today. As we laid there wishing we could fast forward here comes the cousin down asking if it's ok if she watches TV with us? We said sure and she gets in the pull out couch bed between us. Being a dumb ass I didn't think too much about it when she first came. He was a well established dominant now. He would train new subs but stay detached. During intermission he made small talk with her family. She was married now. She had kids and a new life. Near his work is the park where they first dated. It was a popular spot in spring and summer for outside weddings. He use to dream of their wedding. When the pressure of life gets over whelming he thinks in the spot where they first met. He would not interfere. 15 years later Once a year she comes back for. “Can I see you for a moment?”“Sure. Let me wash my hands, I’ll be right over.”“Why not wash up over here?” she returned.I nodded, and crossed through the gate into her yard. I was surprised to find her in a swimsuit. While it certainly was flattering to her figure, it did not seem to be her usual chat-with-the-neighbor’s-husband wardrobe choice. My questions regarding her attire were soon answered, as Linda led me into the house, and down her basement stairs. Reaching the basement, she stopped,.