This might have been it, if I didn’t really get off on a bit of exhibitionism and if he wasn’t just about my perfect sort of guy for a quick bit o... fun. You know the type: an older, in-shape, married guy who likes to have some fun from time to time. As I thought about what we might do to each other, my cock started to stiffen and my balls began to tighten up. I told myself to calm down, but I couldn’t help sliding my hand under the table just to touch the tip through the thin material of my. As I had my orgasm, I let out a loud groan and felt a little weak in the knees. After my little masturbation session, I went to go eat dinner. Mom wouldnt be home until late, so I was left to make myself something to eat. I made myself some macaroni and cheese, drank some milk, and watched T.V. I tuned into the sports channel, I wasnt that fond of sports, but it beats the hell out of watching chick flicks. I decided it couldnt hurt to go to bed early, I had to get up early on a Saturday. I lay. His eyes widened and he started looking at me funny. Sharon walked in and saw what was happening.She smiled sweetly and hugged me. She whispered in my ear "Your bra and slip show quite plainly through that white T-shirt! That's why Tom is looking at you funny. I haven't told him what's going on, but now I'd better explain it to him, don't you think?" Yes" I whispered back, letting go of her. She handed me a pink nightie and said "Can you get your own nightie tomorrow? Or do you need my help?". I entered the kitchen where Uncle Ravi was helping himself to a glass of whiskey. Uncle Ravi asked me to join him at the table and asked me if I want a drink. I declined saying that I don’t want to drink in front of my uncle, but Uncle Ravi was very quick to laugh down me saying that what he meant was if I wants to have tea or coffee. Uncle Ravi said that he is not a stupid to offer his nephew alcohol when he was supposed to discipline me. I felt embarrassed and insulted, but never said.