” Jack put away his cock and started up the car. He was on the road and Mags' boobs were bouncing all over as she struggled to get her shirt buttone... and tucked in. He dropped her off at the ice cream shop. “I’m here every Thursday,” although Mags had already figured that out.She rubbed her wet pussy onto the bike seat through her wet trousers as she rode home. She had another one of those shuddering feelings she could sometimes get with her bike, but it was nothing compared to what Jack had. I mean, if i give a guy a handjob or suck on his cock or let him masturbate in front of me, then what's the harm? How is that really any different from giving a guy a neck rub or saying something nice to him.So i told this guy that if he wanted to, then i really wanted to watch him masturbate. He said he wanted that, so i led him by the hand to my garage that is kind of outfitted like a guest bedroom. I took off all of my clothes as a visual stimulation and told the guy to play with himself in. Anyone who saw us now, would not believe that we were boyfriend andgirlfriend. We could have been sisters, being as close as we were.It was a day with not much to do, except sit on the sofa and watchtelevision, or read magazines, or even talk. I didn't care, for I wasable to be myself.We headed to bed, with further days out planned for what was to be aninteresting 2 weeks. I just didn't know at the time, that incrediblewould have been a better way to describe it.I was soon wearing just the. I was greeted at the door, however, not by an angry, upset wife, but by a smiling one. She gave me a big hug and a kiss and asked the normal “How was your trip?” questions. As I carried in my bags and engaged in conversation, I looked around the house. No box.Had it not come? Did it not ship yet? Was it lost in the mail? Who cares?! A feeling of relief came over me. My surprise purchase was not discovered and this could remain my little secret. The next day I went back to life as normal and.