She was in the bathroom. Heard her phone ring. Thought she was home alone and ran in her room to answer the call. Directly into my arms. No clothes on... And I. I just stood there. Surprised. Starring at her beautiful young body. I liked what I saw. An erection built up. She was perplexed for a few seconds. Stood there. The phone still ringing. And did something I never ever expected: “Don’t stare like a pervert. Out of the way.”And off she was. Into her room. Answering the call. From now on, she. As part of her sexual growing up, we got into exhibitionism and playing in public. For these times, I would ask her to wear nice simple dresses, and then as we drove somewhere, to remove her panties and then go places like that. She would blush upon the request, but it was all part of the game as she knew it was meant to be one of those nights!On this particular occasion, we headed to the Speak Easy in downtown Austin and as we drove on the interstate I turned on the dome light and asked her to. I sat dumbfounded as he was still creeping closer and closer and remained focused, as if he was unawares of his own erection, but as I studied him, he was humping my leg like a rabid dog, he was feeling pleasure, not really knowing why, but his cock rubbing against my warm flesh clearly excited him, and at that moment he touched me.'Oh' escaped from my pent-up frustrations. His touch was electric, so gentle and inquisitive, so fucking damn frustrating, I wanted it a little more rougher I wanted. Maybe because I like the added weight ? I stray. Through airport screening a short wait them we boarded. 6 1/2 your to London. Was I going to be able to hear this ? I had a lot of time to think. Was I going to be a disappointment. My ED had me worried, not good or helping with that. I had sort of touted my oral skils, was I going to disappoint there also ? Well, I figured if nothing else I would be a bottoming Joe to warm up on. After a couple hours I had to use the lavatory. I excused myself.