I had to figure he had one. Crazy not to, I thought.If I went down to confront him, I'd want to leave my Sig with Elsa. That would leave me at a disad...antage. If I could get into my house, I could grab my shotgun. But why would I need to go to my house? No good reason. Except to feed Bonkers, get a change of clothing. An idea started to take shape in my mind. One that would require Franco's help and my silence. If I told Elsa about it she'd have a fit. I decided that I could have dinner with. I bound her hands and ankles together in a fashion that would prevent her from getting off the ottoman. I shut the closet door, harder than necessary, to give the guys the ok to come it. I had never fully shut the door so they would not have to turn the knob. I moved in front of her and pressed the tip of my cock to her lips. She eagerly parted her lips and swallowed my dick. I first slowly moved my prick in and out of her mouth, and then picked up speed and depth as I went. I was fully down. She was a little confused as to proceed or not, cos she hadn’t had much physical intimacy with her ex-bf and I was just a companion. For me it was just like friends with benefits. We were atleast close enough to discuss these things. During further dates late in the night while dropping her back home and after ensuring that none of her neighbors were looking we used kiss goodnight.After my repeated invites one day she finally agreed to come to my apartment for drinks. The plan was for drinks n. " Dad!" Brett rolled his eyes, reacting with exaggerated embarrassment to get his dad to drop the subject. "Look if it's from something else I should also say don't be so damn clumsy, or if it's from some exciting new sport let me know and I will come watch and cheer you on!" Brett forced himself to laugh and got up to walk away. His dad shook his head, mildly impressed by whatever - or whoever - his son was getting into! He was becoming a young man after all. Brett wondered what Jackie was.