He didn't explain the details, onlysaying that he might not be back until that night and that I could helpmyself to anything in the kitchen. So it wa... that I was left alone in astrange house with nothing to do.In other circumstances I would have taken advantage of the opportunityto snoop through the house, including in the forbidden rooms, and seewhat I could learn about the Face and the place I now lived. However Iwasn't in any mood for such things and I was too emotionally drained forthat. Suddenly I looked up and saw him smiling as our eyes met. I quickly zipped up my fly and turned to move away and walk out. I know you have liked what you have seen, didn’t you? He said loudly as I walked to wash and freshen up at the faucets behind us. I did not want to answer him nor did I want this to continue the dialog here in the public restroom, so I just smiled and started to wash my hands and face as he joined me there.Ah, fuck! His pants still unzipped and his cock hanging out, he. "I'm sorry Babes she whined I thought you might like to feel what wefeel when you fuck us. We thought you might like it." Fuck off." I was almost crying, barely fighting back the tears. "Whythe fuck would you think that. I'm not fucking gay." Hey it's OK." She tried to sooth me. "Babes I love making love withyou, I love the feel of your cock inside me, and I wanted you to feelthe same joy I do. I love you and I wanted to show you what it feelslike." Fuck you," I grumbled, I scrambled for the. That’s when I would see the tops of her stockings and the white long-leg pants, with the suspenders poking out. My cock would be so big and stiff it would ache – I remember once when they were all there sitting around and I was standing just in front of her and I could see right down into the bulge between her thighs and I came in my pants – right there while she was talking to me. She couldn’t see it of course, I was wearing my long white apron but I had an idea even then that she knew. About.