I know a surprising number of guys who have that attitude. Including one in particular. But more about him later. It was beyond me how a dude could gr...w up with mothers and sisters and still think that every woman they meet is only there to get fucked. But they are what they are.These two were classic examples of the breed. And they were narcissistic to a degree that would have been close to delusional. IF it weren’t for the fact that the women they considered fair game were obviously THAT. Now I knew why he rarely made love to me. I decided to do something about it, after all, maybe he’d prefer to masturbate on the real thing.That day I did a bit of shopping, had a long bath and prepared to dress before he arrived. I slipped my narrow black suspender belt around my waist and fastened it. I unfurled my stockings and carefully rolled them on until my legs were encased in sheer black seamed nylons. I clipped my stockings to my belt until my nylons were pulled taut and they glistened. As guilty as he was feeling, the sight stirred him. Trudi noticed it and his dick rising again."Dad you can't. I'm untying him." She said defiantly and soon my hands were free.The first thing I did as I straightened up was to get the gag out of my mouth.She almost knocked me over when she wrapped her arms around me, giving me a hug. "I'm so sorry for what my dad did to you." She cried.I was naked and she was nice looking. And, well, to tell you the truth, although strange, it did have an effect. ..if only they allowed me to 'have' them, sexually, at least once! Latin culture tends to see men like me, as a fag, a 'maricon' in Spanish usage. But, for the one receiving, say, a blow job, you were not a fag. It was a curious delineation, but that was the dynamic I knew I needed to keep in mind with men like him! As long as Javier saw himself as the 'top', and me as the 'bottom', his ego would not be threatened, and I was keen to keep that balance as much as possible!So, for perhaps half an.