Where I sat in a black leather chair facing the dancing. For some reason you just happened to glance up and see me. You gave me the “What’s going ...n” gesture and I motioned that I wanted to watch you and gave you a sly wink. You smiled back at me with a very mischievous grin and returned to dancing. This time with more attitude and energy directed at the number of guys trying to dance with you... Holding onto the hem of your dress and lifting it ever so slightly. You start more actively teasing. The figure grunted, then said something in a garbled voice that made no sense to Ennio. What further didn't make sense was the figure moved and simply stepped out of the way, so that there was nothing between Ennio and the corridor outside the cell. Whatever had happened, Ennio was clearly in no state of mind to think about it, because he was panicking internally, and so he just ran with all the hurry and clumsiness aiming straight for the corridor. He made it out with a smile on his face just. She turns off the light switch and shuts the door completely. I lay there, legitimately restrained. I swing my hips back and forth on the bed, hoping to get any stimulation I can, and the head of my dick rubs my stomach. It feels good but as soon as I get aroused my dick flexes and rises up off my stomach. It’s no use, I’m going to have to wait for her. I hear her gather up her keys, her bag, open the front door to the apartment and then shut it. She’s gone. I lay there silently. My erection. If Dad only knew what a mouthful he had just said."Ok, son. That's very thoughtful. I'll tell everyone you're both just too overwhelmed by their kind response last night. Ok. That's what I'll do."And Dad was gone.I confess, I turned over and went back to sleep but I awoke with a start only twenty minutes later. Home alone! With Mom. Dad would be gone for hours.I would have flung my covers off so hard they would have flown out the window had it not been so hot that I wasn't using any. Instead, I.