Just a bit about myself, I'm happy married and never had any gay thoughts in my life, but this k** was something else. He had shoulder length blond ha...ir, blue eyes and a few freckles, no wonder the older k**s picked on him!I told him my name was Dave, and he stood up and said "I'm John" John explained that he never told anyone about being bullied as he felt embarrassed. As he stood up, I noticed his tight shorts and had a perfect butt. John started crying again and jumped into my arms for a. Wrapped the double strand of rope around over her tits tying it in a knot her separated the two loose ends passing one end between her arm and body he wrapped it around the rope pulling it tight squeezing her tits and securing her arms tight to her body. He used the excess rope to circle her tits at the base and tied the ends together between her tits. She felt her globes swelling. She looked down to see her tits swelling and getting a darker shade of brown. Traci started to cry and beg to be. I do hope he gets better. Tell your mother that if you will.”“I will, sir,” he said.“I see you are driving,” I said, nodding toward the car he’d driven up in.“Yes, for some time now. That’s Dad’s car though, not mine. I don’t have one yet. Maybe when daddy gets better,” he said. I could see the boy was breaking up, but doing his best to hold it in.“Okay, well, like I say Henrietta and I will be pulling for him. If there is anything I can do...” I left that hanging in the air. It was obvious. Me: Liking me as a person is different than liking me enough to share her bed with me.Wife: Ah so…you are ready..Me: Stop it will you…saying that I got out of the bed to take a shower..My wife screamed behind me, saying she is going to talk to her sister about it.In the shower, I could not anything else except Harini my SIL, her sensuous self, all wild and heated up in my bed and my own wife her own sister was going to make this happen. All this thought gave me an erection in that cold shower.