But we couldn't do it here, obviously, and we had a long drive ahead of us.My car was small, but luckily I didn't have a lot of stuff anyway and we ma...de room for David's backpack in the trunk. Barely. Most of my things were still at my parents' house and had been for a long time. After college, I'd decided to wait until I found a permanent full-time job before getting completely settled anywhere and I guess I'd always been practical about stuff like that. So long as I had my dog I was pretty. Slaves... need to be punished for their indiscretions. Letting the small rules slide, is a slippery slope, don't you think?" The word slippery plays with his mind, making him imagine slipping himself deep into her wetness, and she notices another twitch as more blood tries to drive itself into his engorged member. "Yes Mistress" With that, he feels her warmth behind him as her closeness is complemented by a slight, almost ticklish, feeling of something brushing against the back of his leg.. After a few moments, she got up and sorted herself out, saying something along the lines of, "Let's pretend this never happened and never mention it again!" as she left. For the next few days it was a bit awkward and I spent as little time as possible in the house. Then about a week later, I got home from work and it was only my father-in-law that was in. He told me that the mother-in-law had gone out for a "girls lunch" and hadn't got back yet. He was just heading out the door for the evening. "No, but I want to be with you," confessed Sean."I am nearly twenty years older than your parents, Sean; this is silly," said Sheila."But do you want to be with me?" asked Sean hopefully."It doesn't matter what we want, we just can't," Sheila tried to explain but then Sean was kissing her and she kissed back, with interest. They collapsed on Sean's bed and Sean's hand was on Sheila's arse and her hand caressed his hard cock through his jeans.The backdoor closed downstairs which indicated that.