.tell me." His hand moved over her arm again, sending tingles to her already wet pussy."I watched you in the shower." She said, looking down at the fl...or."You...what?" I watched you...in the shower." She said, looking up and into his eyes."What did you...watch?" You rolled your head back, and closed your eyes...put your hand on your cock and started stroking." She said, her breathing quickening."Allie...why did you..." It's not the first time." She whispered. "I have been watching you for. I looked at plenty of women –- some of them with great admiration. I wasn't dead, and I was still a guy. But none of them inspired me to venture away from Sally Gervais. Not even for a moment.Sally was my girl and I was loving every minute of it.I was even thinking about maybe asking her to marry me. Sure, I was still uneasy with the "monopolization" issue, but Sally's enthusiasm for our relationship hadn't faltered, and hey, I couldn't force the woman to go out with other guys. Could I?If she. We have put a lot of time into this and you had better not even think of destroying our work!"Jan then entered the room and had a very evil smile on her face. She was holding something behind her back. I swallowed deeply, my throat went dry. What next I thought. "Now turn over onto your stomach and accept your punishment". I didn't have much choice, Susan jumped onto the bed and thrust me over, I was still too weak to even think about resisting. Susan straddled me over my back rendering. My bet was that in all her eighteen years, nobody (certainly not Ben, most likely not her high school swains) had ever taken her out someplace really nice, and treated her like a nearly adult young woman. Fortunately for me, her reaction to that man, who finally had, was likely to be, shall we say, enthusiastic.The play ended, and we wound our way to my car. I drove along the river, finally turning away and arriving back at my home. Linda and Brenda had long since departed for Linda’s house, so.