My Wet NeighbourChapter 8
A couple of days latter, I was sitting at my kitchen table pondering on where my recent sexual adventures had taken me. From my accidental catching of Anne wetting herself, having sex with her, being introduced to Mrs Kent, my seduction of Lisa and her mother and not least, having my son masturbate to order, in front of Anne and myself. It was that event in particular that my mind had kept wandering back to at various times every single day since it had happened. I knew it was dangerous but...