"Oh, Danny, you know I can't just -" Take it off," I repeated darkly. "It symbolises your bond to that useless fuck-wit you married. That bond no long...r exists. I have a new ring for you." You do?" she said, her eyes bright. Catherine had always loved jewellery, and the thought of a gift was enough to make her pull off the cheap gold band her husband had slipped on her finger the year before. "Are you happy now?" she replied impudently, then stepped backward as I snarled at her."You'll know. What seemed minutes after that it passed.I stared incredulously as this petite body shook in wave after violent wave of orgasm. When she pushed me away, I was quite ready to stop. I held her as her breasts shook enticingly with each gasp for air. Finally she recovered enough to sit straight."You are good," she said. "Slow but good." She looked down in my lap where my trousers were tented. "Sorry about that. I do have some rules, though. One of them is that I don't fuck on first dates."I decided. Smiling to herself, she checked thedoors, turned out the lights and generally secured the house. All thewhile she recollected the fun she had experienced and not just tonight.That was the culmination of a couple of weeks of great time with herTim. The preparations, the practice runs, the arguments. It had allbeen so worthwhile.As she ascended the stairs she heard a small sound. Like sobbing. Yes,sobbing. She hurried to her room and saw her son, sitting on the end ofher bed, head down,. I lifted my head and had another sneaky look; sure enough she was definitely peeking into the bathroom where I was completely naked. I have never seen my self as an exhibitionist but I found my cock getting hard the fact someone was watching me, this clearly meant they wanted to see something. I casually turned round to face the door and applied able shower gel to my member and massaged it in and around, grabbing and groping my semi hard penis. The whole time I made sure I never looked towards.