Many years ago when my wife had just gone to the hospital to have our first child my mother-in-law stayed in our apartment; she was going to help once my wife and the baby came back from the hospital.
After my mother-in-law had been there several days I went into our one bathroom. Lying on top of the sink was a very, very large diaphragm--twice as wide as the one my wife used.
Because I was busy taking exams for my graduate program, I did nothing. I simply left the diaphragm where it was. I said nothing to my mother-in-law. I did not believe that she had been wearing the diaphragm in her vagina the all of the several days she had been in our apartment.
She was a buxom woman and I thought she was sexy looking. Should I have picked the diaphragm up, carried it with me, then showed it to her and said something about the landlord might show up and want to use the bathroom?
I wonder if she knew how horny I was because I had gone without any fucking for a few weeks. I did not want to cause any difficulty with her or her husband, yet I have always had lovely fantasies about what would have happened if I had shown it to her.
Would she have asked me if I knew what is was and where it belonged? I wonder if she would have told me to put it where it belonged? She could have made me a sex slave sissy immediately. Evern now, decades later, the thought is highly exciting.
After my mother-in-law had been there several days I went into our one bathroom. Lying on top of the sink was a very, very large diaphragm--twice as wide as the one my wife used.
Because I was busy taking exams for my graduate program, I did nothing. I simply left the diaphragm where it was. I said nothing to my mother-in-law. I did not believe that she had been wearing the diaphragm in her vagina the all of the several days she had been in our apartment.
She was a buxom woman and I thought she was sexy looking. Should I have picked the diaphragm up, carried it with me, then showed it to her and said something about the landlord might show up and want to use the bathroom?
I wonder if she knew how horny I was because I had gone without any fucking for a few weeks. I did not want to cause any difficulty with her or her husband, yet I have always had lovely fantasies about what would have happened if I had shown it to her.
Would she have asked me if I knew what is was and where it belonged? I wonder if she would have told me to put it where it belonged? She could have made me a sex slave sissy immediately. Evern now, decades later, the thought is highly exciting.