I mumbled some incomprehensible response, turning away. She had finished bandaging my hand, but I left it in hers, liking the contact. She understood ...hat I was shy but pushed anyways. "C'mon, tell me. Do you think about me every night?" Fuck it, I may as well just say it, she thought. "I know you masturbate every night. I hear it through the wall. And I do the laundry. I've seen so many cum stains on your sheets, I know you either masturbate a lot or cum buckets. So I wanna know, do you. Although she was a couple years younger than my daughter, they were best friends. A natural beauty, she had a smile that would disarm the toughest man. Long sandy blond hair framed big blue eyes and a cute upturned nose, and that pretty smile.I can’t say I hadn’t noticed her body. Although just sixteen years old, she was amazing. Naturally athletic, she was great at any sport she played. She was tall for her age and her long legs lead up to the sexiest rear end I have seen on a girl that age.. He was at the gym in the midst of a workout and couldn’t talk.I tried to work in my study but couldn’t concentrate. I paced around the apartment, then went down and got a cappuccino. When I came back up, my phone rang. I thought it was Jerry, but it was a number I couldn’t recognize. I swiped it open.“Hello, this is Dr. Weiss. Can I speak with Johanna von Eschenbach?”“This is she,” I said, recognizing his voice.“Can you give me your date of birth and your social?”I gave him the. And this time, he said directly to me that my hubby was a lucky man. I was very sure he had double meaning in this statement. I glanced down at his body and was taken aback that I could see a little of his shiny, red cock head peeking out from beneath his shorts. It was obvious, he did not wear any underwear. I could not be sure if he had intentionally exposed himself to me or if it was on accident. I could see he was trying very hard to control his hard-on as the outline of his cock through.