But that was most likely to avoid the neighbours' raised eyebrows. Even Paul's renewed gym membership had not aroused any suspicions. You might expect...your wife, he thought, to be more aware of a nubile teenager's power to distract her spouse. But Martha had been too happy about her renewed freedom in building up her work portfolio to check whether his eyes were straying Demi's direction. Besides, when was the last time she had seriously acknowledged him as a sexual being? She had obviously. Sasha sometimes wondered where the urge came from. He sometimes blamedhis Russian born parents. He would figure that it was the name thatdrove him to it. He had what his parents understood to be a male name,but in the United States, boys' names ending with a vowel were co-optedfor girls.He was mocked as a child for his name. The other boys would frequentlyask if he was a girl. He hated it, but a part of him liked it. A partof him liked thinking of himself as a girl. Sasha was sometimes surethat. I heard her coming down the stairs around four in the afternoon. When I saw her, my eyes just about popped out of my head. She was wearing the tightest, shortest black dress that I had ever seen. It clung to the curves of her body like a second skin. She had glossed her full lips a deep red and her finger and toenails were painted to match. She stood barefooted in front of me, all tanned and sexy.I remarked on just how sexy she looked, and of course she took this compliment as she now took all. Of course, my dick was hard as steel again but I had to wait because I did not what to scare her away. After an eternity, her body started shaking heavily and I was able to hear her suppressed moaning. She had a great orgasm, from what I was able to see. I had to masturbate again and after another hour of doing it very quite, I was able to get off a second time, just before 4 am.When I woke up the next morning, the girls were already up and my sister was blocking the bathroom.“Cathy, hurry up!.