“How are we ever going to face these people, again? What happens at the next game when we show up? What do we say?” Jody smiled and ...aid, “Next game? I’m wondering what these guys will want for breakfast!!!! Think it’ll be a repeat with anyone you know?”” ….. And she was right. I awoke at 8 a.m., to the sound of Bill’s hard cock slurping in and out of Jody’s wet cunt. He was fucking my wife. Dusting around the office suddenly triggered a flood of memories about Paul, our son. We—that is, Paul and I, had an estranged relationship ever since I could remember. He always saw me as competition where it concerned his mother's affections. Now don't get me wrong here, I don't want you to think that I'm suggesting Paul is a mama's boy. Because I'm not. However, let's just say there is something in that boy which isn't quite right. I suppose I’d better tell you what I mean so you can judge. At the starting stage of chatting, I was not comfortable telling about the BDSM stuff in a group chat. But she was eager to know everything so I messaged her separately.I told her about the BDSM and asked her if she did anything like this before in her life. She said no. Then she asked me how things will work. I said BDSM is not easy as it looks like in movies or in stories. You have to be mentally prepared for taking pain and pleasure at the same time.She said that she wants to try and she is. Whilst there I take off my shorts and remove my boxers and put my shorts back on. I come back to the lounge and join you again on the sofa, this time putting my legs in a position that would give you a good view up the inside my shorts.Again, some more time passes, and I notice you glancing across looking up the inside of my shorts. When I notice you looking, I get a tingle through my cock and an instant erection. I keep watching your face and as I see your eyes open wide as my cock gets even.