"She smiled as she re-filled our mugs. "I certainly was! Did you know what you were doing - what we were doing - has even got a medical name? It's cal...ed paraphilia." You don't say."I could see she was warming to her subject, as one hand had slipped from the table and was now tucked inside the folds of her flimsy cotton dress. If she was braless, I guessed she wasn't wearing any knickers either."You're in good company, my friend. Historically, the Greeks liked to get off secretly watching. After admitting to being hard he said I should take it out. I was way too shy at first but let him convince me and soon I had my cock out in the air of the theater for the first time in my life. And it didn't hurt when he told me how I had a really nice one.When he asked if I liked his cock I just mumbled something for my first answer. When pressed hard I told him it was the first I'd seen. He then asked if I wanted to touch it. I did want to but was too shy do admit my desires. I suspect he'd. He then said that if she did complain about it that he would just pretend to punish me. Okay!Well that evening Dad gave me a wink and got behind Mom so I got behind Audrey. I saw that her T-shirt was on the outside of her jeans and that I would be able to grab the bottom easily. I kept watching Dad and then suddenly he lifted Mom’s shirt all the way up and off exposing her enormous breasts in her bra. I grabbed Audrey’s shirt and lifted it up. She was so shocked that she lifted her arms just. Merely to sleep, merely to put an end to my torment, I would give in to my desire for her, touching myself as I imagined renewing our intimacies while letting my fancy roam free to conceive of new games we might invent together. She was my succubus. As my sex became wet and I smelt the fragrance of my desire, my memories of her gained in vividness. I would put my hand between my legs, rubbing, trying to feel as I felt when her sex slide against mine, when her mouth kissed me there. I would.