"So Greg, any girlfriends? A nice man like you must have women falling allover you." Well, Madeline, you know how it is, I've had a few relationships ...but I'mnot eager to commit and most women want something long-term."We were sitting next to each other on the couch in the living room.Madeline reached over and squeezed my leg above my knee. "You're such afine-looking man, Greg, it seems a real shame. Surely you have, well,needs, don't you? Don't you miss feminine company, some intimacy?". She was beginning to have second thoughts. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" she asked."Are you asking me or asking yourself?" Both, I guess," she admitted."Well, speaking for myself," I said, putting my arms around her, "this is something I'm dreamed about for years. I can hardly wait for tonight." Okay," she said, still with shy uncertainty. "I guess I'm ready if you are."After what seemed like an eternity, evening finally arrived. Brad showed up right on time and, as per our. But on the urge of curiosity as well as foolishness, I jumped over the backyard fence and snatched Jills dress off the line and bounced back over to our yard before I could be seen. I put it into a box and hid it in our closet and would look at it with glowing eyes and wonderment and the feel of the fabric it was made of. The light peach color was fascinating to me, the lace and ruffles around the sleeves drove me to want to putting it on. Finally I sat in her dress and felt rather funny,. He sets it to one of the lower settings, so it provides a constant background of arousal. I am walking a tightrope, so aroused, so close, but not enough to cum again. He uses the plastic plumbing rod on me then, a lot. There is a floor mirror next to my bed. He tells me to watch while he hits me. It's hard to do and I am slow to raise my head to look. He says nothing, but I sense his impatience. I look at his face. His eyes burn into mine, he means what he says. He waits, he knows I will.