Bob was in his 50’s and was always making small chat and trying to engage me in conversation and he seemed sweet enough. But I sometimes wanted a bi... of peace and quiet and I could tell by the size of the lump in Bob’s trousers that he had an ulterior motive.This went on for a year or two and on each occasion Bob was getting braver and bolder with his innuendo, chat and outright flirting. He was always complimenting my body especially my legs and bum. The cheeky bugger was always saying if he. "Like kissing." Mother andHepzibah make out for a minute."We met again a few years later and we had our first dance right here.My mistress, suddenly seemed interested in other 'aspects' of ourpotential relationship that evening." Jezebel, I've been seeing you eyeing that harpsichord, give it a whirlif you like." After my first and only singing lesson (a false start ifthere's ever been one), mother switched me to piano lessons. Mandatorypractice every day, one solid hour, plus lessons twice. A few seconds later he opened the door,“Hey what’s up Bran…. What the Fuck!”Apparently he noticed my slave standing in the front of his house. He whispered,“Is that Gina?”“Yup.”“But how did you….”“Lets just say she owes me.”“Owes you what?”“Don’t worry about it. She just does and I’m going to let you have some fun tonight. So chill out and go bring her into your house. He hesitantly waited and then finally started walking over to her. I followed him but I was heading toward my car to get my. I was driving so could only glance down now and then but it didn’t matter because it just was so sexy to have her wanking herself off next to me while I did nothing to help or couldn’t even watch. A couple of times she took her hand away from her pussy and touched my cock again through the material of my shorts. By now of course I was stiff as a rock, M asked me to get it out and though it was a little bit of a struggle I managed to slip my cock out of the top of my shorts so that she could see.