"Merry offered to do the dishes for me in return to allow her to come into my room later and watch me "score" a song."Sure, Shortcake. You may need to...knock loudly, since I'll have the headphones on." Okie dokie," Merry said, happy as a clam.When I got back upstairs, I found a headphone Y-adapter that I had once used with Jack to listen to "forbidden" albums ("The First Family" and an album by Lenny Bruce are still ingrained in my memory). I found a pair of studio monitor headphones that I knew. The theater we prefer, is in the heart of a big city but not quite as busy as you would think. We have met here over and over through the years. Enough to call it ours. Enough that we don’t have to question where we are going. We park in our regular spots. Just far enough away to not cause suspicion. I have already purchased our tickets online, picked our seating. Lovely reclining seats.We head inside and wave to the friendly usual staff. You head to the concessions and order popcorn, junior. Sandra interrupted. “They are close, yes, Roger, and they grew up together in the same household, but they are not related by blood.” She turned him to face her and put her hands on his shoulders to hold him there. “What they do is none of our business, Roger.” She put as much emphasis into her words as she could. Her dark features may be been difficult to interpret for people who did not know her well, but Roger understood quite clearly her message.“It is not our business and it is not anyone. His phone, alongside the sink, voice recorder app on the display."Press record."My aim isn't steady but I manage to tap the correct area. The waveform pulses as he speaks. "What do you want, Elaine?"Composing my quivering voice, I offer, "Your big cock." Where?" Here. Now." Where?"I swallow. "In my. My… ass. Sir."The swat rings out and I shriek, heat eddying from the strike point to my clit."This ass?" Y-Yes, Sir."His cock presses to the hole he was tonguing, then slips down between my lips to.