Before I could walk to the bathroom Mom stepped towards me, put her arms around me, and gave me a big hug as I hugged her back.I felt my cock pressing...through her nightgown and against her leg. “I love you, Rick,” she said.Me too, Mom.She let go of me, and I grabbed the coffee cup off the nightstand and walked out the door, feeling my mom’s eyes on my ass as I left as usual I jacked off in the shower, but this time as I did it I was thinking about how my mom’s eyes had been glued to my erect. I messaged Richard whilst at work to let him know I’d put the question to my wife about letting him fuck her but that her instant reaction wasn’t great. The day felt like a long one, waiting for work to finish so I could get a chance to apologise to Charlotte and talk things through. When I got home, Charlotte was in the kitchen cooking. As I walked in she stared at me and said “I’m still not talking to you” She gave me the silent treatment for the rest of the evening. It wasn’t until we were. And since I had their home addresses, they were easy to find.Misty Raines was a typical Nelson techie. Well, being female meant she was in the minority, but she also worked the same long hours as the boys. And lived in the City. She didn’t own a car, commuted on the company bus. Which irritated the hell out of a lot of San Franciscans.Custom buses for the elite Silicon Valley crowd. Who were driving up real estate prices, transforming neighborhoods, squeezing out the middle class. The poor? A. But throughout my body, I felt a burning sensation. She said she will be back in a few minutes and I can use the toilet if I wish to. Since my cock was tied there was no way I could pee. So it was clear that she expected me to empty my bowels.I was not really feeling the pressure yet it felt right to comply. I sat on the toilet once she left. I was sitting on the toilet when she came back with an enema bag and a tray full of bath items. She then asked me if I am feeling OK. I said, “Yes.” She.