.. maybe he wouldn’t see it? I started up the stairs slowly. If he did see it, so what? What page was I on when I left? I’d forgotten... I’d bee... reading my emails for the previous half-hour.Reaching the door to my bedroom, I paused. Why was the door closed? I was sure I’d left it open. I grasped the door handle and turned it and pushed the door open. My 16-year-old son, Toby, had one hand on the mouse and the other on his cock! He was masturbating.I started to turn away, then stopped, turned,. . Oh, sorry, I’m getting carried away here. Anyway, every time I thought of Leathers cumming I imagined how it would feel inside me. I never told Angela, but when we had sex together it was always the thought of Leathers fucking me that got me off. I finally had to come clean, excuse the pun, and tell her I wanted him to be my first.“That’s cool,” Angela said. “He fucks me every once in a while. He’s actually pretty good.”“What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Why didn’t you ever say. She kept her chin down and didn’t look around and kept four feet in back of him as he lead the way, up to the pier. as they got close a young couple in their twenties was there and the girl gave her boyfriend an elbow bump.the guy looked and you made the what the hell look. Roosevelt lead Dina right up to me and told me to hold the leash. I was completely mortified. he hold this. He dug in his pocket and took out his phone and told me to take some pics for him . he took the leash and told Dina. 'Look', he said to the top of her bent head, ' here you are. No-one's seen us'. He held out the book. ' I'm going. This never happened. I wasn't here.''Please!' she looked at him. Pleading. Her dark eyes like liquid pools ready to overflow. 'You mustn't make fun of me. Not at work. Please!' She pushed the book away.Without thought or hesitation he put his arms round her and pulled her into an embrace. She went as stiff as a board.'For heaven's sake, Elizabeth', he murmured into her silky hair,.