I hurry and lock the cock sheath on before I can get too excited. I feel my cock fill the sheath as I wrap the belt around my ankles and buckle it. I ...pull the handcuffs up from behind the headboard. They're locked to a short length of chain; the other end locked to an eye I'd screwed into the back of the headboard. The keys to the handcuffs and cock sheath are on top the nightstand. Once I lock the handcuffs on, the keys could be anywhere. If I'm careful to lock the handcuffs on with the locks. I tossed them on the floor by the door and sat on the toilet as the shower warmed up. The cold plastic lid actually felt even colder than normal. I tried to think, to rationalize my behavior and even Mandy's. I kept going in circles.It all started when Mandy, my daughter's best friend, walked into the living room and without a word sat on my thigh and rubbed herself to an orgasm. I felt so used and so strange. Shortly thereafter, I saw her and Heather sitting in the sun and while Heather was. The ritual humiliation continued, as she made me lube her up, perfume her pussy and boobs and check her stockings were straight and her suspenders properly fastened.I stopped at my pal Ray's house overnight, kipping on the sofa, telling his wife Marie that Mandy was working nights again (well, in a way I suppose she was!) and that I wanted to have a 'skinful' at the club and not have to drive home.During my evening at the club Mandy rang me and, from her giggles and squeals of delight, I could. I've seen you kiss him half a dozen times over the years under the mistletoe at Christmas parties. Lead him on, let him cop a couple of feels and give him some really hot kisses with a touch of tongue. Just keep him occupied long enough for me to fuck Randy. He's here and Sally isn't so it might be my only chance for a while." I don't know girlfriend. It is one thing to cover for you when Rob calls here looking for you, but it is something else again for me to do what you are asking. Hell.