Katie quipped, “sounds better than being in a wading pool with jello!”All three started caressing the dangling penis, still cutting up with each o...ther with the occasional taunt and insult indicating “you must never have whacked off a boyfriend or lover, how in hell can you get your own self off with that kind of technique!” As the penis started stiffening and then become engorged from the manipulations, slowly the taunts and jiving dwindled off to breathy comments like, “Wow, look at it, it is. "Boy, I sure wouldn't like to be Beth or Frank tomorrow if George ever found out."Turning, George left on a gale of their shared laughter and went back to his office, coffee forgotten.His wife was cheating on him.Had apparently been doing it for a long time.At that moment, George was numb. He sat there behind his desk with his head in his hands staring at the desktop. Then, slowly, all the questions started running through his head.How could she do this to me? What's wrong with me? Am I that. "It was my grandfather's." Looks like it belongs to you."Ethan just nodded and stared at her out of the corner of his eye. One of her long legs kicked up and her backside moved side to side. Mrs. Thorn was not like the girls he knew. Her chest was much bigger and she had longer legs than any of those girls. He badly wanted to touch Mrs. Thorn, to see how her body felt."You probably can't wait to drive it, can you?" Mrs. Thorn said as she moved around to the front of the car."No, ma'am," Ethan. I don’t like to brag, but I’m pretty good at it, and he liked me. He liked shaving his legs for me. He liked wearing panties to work for me. He liked spanking himself on webcam while I watched. It was all pretty vanilla stuff for a PSO, to tell the truth.We had a good time for quite a while. Then one day he calls me with this crazy idea. He says he likes doing what I say, but he’d like it better if I made him do what I say.Now the thing about fetishes you’ve got to be careful about is if.