It just wasn't the same as having a warm body next to you, or above you, pounding you down into the mattress.It was a problem for which she couldn't s...e any solution. The only man she was interested in having near her was off-limits for anything more than some cuddling and smooching on the couch. True, he did feature prominently in her fantasies during her nightly attempts at self-pleasure, but they were just fantasies, even if they did make her feel a little guilty afterwards. She rationalized. They would be automatically washed and ready in half an hour. I showered in the enclosure, finding some soap and shampoo that wasn't fruity smelling. I let myself just soak for a while under hot water, loosening my muscles and stretching out in the big enclosure. I also took a few moments to jerk off. The teasing I'd received while shopping had left me on edge and it felt good to relieve the pressure. Come to think of it, I still needed to get some payback on Katherine for that. Afterwards,. I put my knee over her leg and reached for her other shoe pinning her left leg underneath me. She didn't even flinch at the idea that I was on her bed. I was actually pretty surprised but she was drunk. I had been in this house hundreds of times when I hung out with her son Jeff, but had never been in her bedroom. But now, I found myself alone in the house with her. She was lying on her back drunk and I we were on her bed. My thoughts racedwith glee and my dick began growing harder than it. Oh dear," he stammered, eyes wide and panicked again as he jerked his hands back to his own chest. "I'm so sorry! I thought..." It's okay," I reassured him, delighted at the level of control I had. I really was going to hell for this stunt. "What I meant," I said, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, "is that you won't be touching Vicky with just your hands." I slid the shirt back over his shoulders to reveal his chest; he hadn't filled out with a man's muscles yet, but he had an attractive, slim.