” he said walking up to a nice, two story, older brick home and pulling keys from his pocket. We walked inside and he went about putting on lights a...d I was amazed at how clean his house was. No dust, nothing out of place at all. “Do you live here all alone Tom?” I asked. “Yep. But you caught me on a good day. The lady that cleans the house just left this morning. Everything is spotless. She’s worth every cent I pay her,” he laughed. That made sense for a busy man to have help. 'Hell, I should. Disgust at himself for letting himself be caught and blackmailed by his own son. Incredibly horny because his son was touching what he himself wanted to touch, but was not allowed to any more without permission. Powerless, because he couldn't relieve the huge erection he had almost perpetually nowadays. His hand dropped down in frustration to his lap, and rested on the chastity cage his cock was padlocked inside. Occasionally, under supervision, Brad would let him have sexual relief. If he was. I could tell he was working his meat underneath his covers while he kept right on staring at my bouncing and swaying backside. I hadn’t stopped dancing in place, so he was getting a good look at it in motion right now. Pretty sure he was digging the show. “Hey, you could’ve had a lot more than just a show if you had just made a move last night.” I teased. My grin was still in place to show that I wasn’t really giving him too much shit over it. Isaac got an embarrassed look to his handsome. Dad suggested he go to the stadium and me and Cathy could do other things. We agreed to meet back at the hotel later on. Me and Cathy were now alone and could speak freely now. She said "thank god we got rid, now I can take you to somewhere exhilarating" I look at her puzzled "where are we going exactly?" She smiled and grabbed my hand to the lead the way, she said "you'll see" curious as to where we were heading. I worked out where we were going. I turned to Cathy "we aren't going to the red.