Friends of my parents used to come round for drinks when I was about 12. The wife was probably about 40 and wore a black leather coat. When they were in the living room I used to sneak out and rub my cock against the leather coat hanging on the rack. I was never caught but I had a fantasy that she would come out and catch me and say nothing. I suspect that would have actually happened would have been that I would have been punished and the village would hear about it.