Watching Dad
Learning from my father
The day in question was a long time ago, back in my later school days. I was sixteen and late to sex, and all things to do with it. I was bunking off school not for the first time. On this day, I waited till my parents had left for work and then went back home. Once I was indoors, I went to my bedroom, lay on my bed, and read my football magazines. About twenty minutes later, I heard someone moving about downstairs. I was...