They might discuss politics, if he knew in advance they agreed with him. If they didn't agree he put that distant look on his face, and soon they woul... cease talking. They were middle aged, themselves. He got two hours of them per week. Some guys in his circumstances didn't get that.There were Fridays.The call of nature urged him to struggle out of his chair. Standing up the first time in the morning was always the toughest. Sleeping in the chair all night wouldn't do his hips any good, to. "And my little pumpkin can't wait for corset loving time, can he,darling?"His lip trembled with guilt and admission as he recalled how he wouldstand beside his mother-in-law, with one of her corselets laid across herskirted lap, so that he could lean across her and place his hands on achair the other side and lower himself rapturously onto the lace andsatinex panels of her corselet, or corset, or pantie-girdle in her lapand thrust his eager penis up and down its length, encouraged by herpraise. It is up to Donna now.“ You two boys need a shower. Honey why don’t you let Stan use the master bath shower. It has enough room to fit all three of us” she laughsShe grabs a hold of Stan and leads him into the master bathroom. I follow. Stan does not wait for Donna or me to leave to start disrobing. Donna reaches into the large all glass multi spray shower and turns on the water. Before he steps into the shower he faces my wife showing her a very large black cock waving in the air. It looked. I at this point am feeling as though this man is speaking directly to me, I have always enjoyed making my own toys and modifying machines of all types for sexual release and reliable pleasure, I responded to the ad and after several days ventured out to meet this mystery man, I had my doubts as i drove out into a secluded section of the countryside, the scene was too perfect, a warm late night summer breeze lifted my spirits and as my shirt blew in the breeze coming through my window grazing my.