All she had to do was look up and there I was, hard-on in hand wanking away for her. In the hope of not being too obvious I was trying not too look to...o much at her, but instead looked outwards onto the houses that back onto our garden. I was aware that anyone from about five or six houses could see me if they just happened to be looking out of there window at that time. No one was in sight. So, I carried on wanking for the cleaner, hoping she was enjoying the view, when I noticed straight. But i told him that it was in my purple purse in the trunk of my car and i gave him my car keys. Jeffrey put on his boxer shorts and shower shoes and went outside and down the stairs to get my strap-on. Fool. What if his wife happened to pass by and see him like that.A couple of minutes later, Jeffrey returned. “So, Jeffrey, do you want me to fuck you with my strap-on like i did the last time?”Jeffrey took off his shorts and said, “No way, bitch. This time it is your asshole that is going to. Id got so hard watching those two old guys grope her as they danced and done nothing to stop it. As I sat there Bill came past my table on the way to the bar and winked at me, adjusting himself in his trousers as he walked by me. I sat there thinking what a cheeky old bugger but couldn’t help myself becoming erect again as I imagined how her arse must have felt when his hands were on both her cheeks.I waited a while for her to come back, must have been about 15 mins and I got up to go and see. I'd never seen my son as happy as he was in that moment. Granted, most father's don't ever get to see their son in the throws of ecstasy, but I'd done that for him. It was because of me that he felt such pleasure. I couldn't deny that it really made me feel good. I should have felt shame, but in reality my heart swelled with pride. I was able to show the boy who I loved most in the world the greatest pleasure of his young life.So in the aftermath of that mind-bending blowjob I didn't run away.