Your mother and I get those feelings as well, and at times have to do what is called masturbation to release the feelings" Our son struggled over the...word and we simply smiled, "Don't worry, you don't need to use the word often, in fact they'd probably frown about it in school. It's a very simple thing to do though, and it can feel absolutely amazing. You can do it anytime you get that feeling, as long as you do it behind closed doors. It's not something to do in public" I looked to Amber,. He picked Julie because she was lighter and, in his estimation, would be easier to handle. As soon as he was out of the room, Bob blocked the doorway, with his hands up. He babbled that Julie would be right back, and that everything would be fine.Bobby only took his screeching sister twenty feet, to Bob’s bedroom. Then he set her down and spun her around, clamping his hand over her mouth to silence her.“Listen to me,” he hissed. “Monica doesn’t know about you two and Dad. She thinks he knows. I looked at my wife’s smiling face as she moved her head and pressed her lips into my ear and whispered.“Do you want to stroke him too darling?”The look on my face was one of complete amazement. Did my wife just say that to me? To ME, I thought to myself? Holy shit! What was she thinking? The thought of ever doing something like that, of touching another guy was, and always had been, so far off the agenda that it just wasn’t true.“I..I..I...just can’t”, I whispered back to her. “And I can’t. My hands still were covering my breasts. She then allowed the dress to fall to the floor. With my hands still covering my breasts, I stepped out of my dress. I was now wearing only my bright orange panties and orange pumps. I was excited and scared. I was not sure what was going to happen tonight. I was not even sure what I wanted to happen. Without saying a word, she left me standing there in my panties as she walked to the bedroom closet to hang up my dress. I stared at the floor in front of.