She held my arms behind my back as my key holder secured the locks.After the second hand cuff was locked securely on my wrist. My wife let my arms go ...nd took a couple steps back. She looked down at my crotch. I saw her eyes lower and this drew my eyes to follow her gaze. What we both saw was my rock hard cock. Sticking out forward. Then I heard my key holder say out loud. See, he likes this.Let’s see if he likes this my wife said. Then I watched as she knelt before me and took my hard member. I could tell by the way his pinky finger kept grazing the side of mythigh, right at the hem of my skirt, each time he shifted gears. Not tomention, whenever we stopped at a traffic signal, he cut his eyes overat me, examining my chest while trying to not seem overtly obviousabout it.The biggest clue, however, was the fact that the crotch of his pantswas visibly tented.I didn't want to smile. I didn't want Kris' dad to have an erectionbecause of me. I didn't want him to be driving down the road,. Liz went to the door and stood off to the side to see them but the kid wouldn’t be able to see me. When Liz opened the door the kid started to tell her who he was and when his eyes met her body in the short sexy pink robe. He almost dropped the pizza and the doorstep; started to stumble with his words. I thought that Liz would have to pick his jaw up off the ground. Liz asked how much was the total and took the pizza and turn and put it on the side table next to the door. She bent over a little. I started to think about his fingers touching me, the way they made me feel as they stroked me, the way his lips felt as they kissed me. I was losing myself in the feeling, his lips pressing harder, fingers stroking down my biceps tap*, my hands making their way round his neck, *tap*, his touch moving lower and *tap*… My eyes jolted open. Okay, seriously what the hell was that tapping noise? *tap*. The noise was coming from towards the double doors by the balcony. *tap I sat up and grabbed.