It wasn’t long until my hands had made their way to his belt buckle. “Look, you bastard, I made a mistake with your son. Xnx I went back to my normal routine and felt comfortable keeping my little escapade a secret from my husband. I had no idea who was doing what to me- all I knew was that I didn’t have much of a choice. Bullshit.”
At this point, I was feeling a little trapped and cornered, not only physically in my closed garage, but also metaphorically, as Kyle had me just where he wanted me. I grabbed Kyle by the hand and pulled him inside of the coat closet next to my husband’s work bench. I undid the buckle and dropped his pants to the ground, his cock staring me right in the face, as I made my way to my knees.
