Well, as you canimagine, strong sexual urges don't just magically get up and walk away and one fateful day, theywere exposed. It had been a rough week...at work and I finally decided to just take a day off in themiddle of the week to get some relaxation in not to mention a little "me time". I got dressed, dug out atoy we had received the previous month at a gag gift party, some lube, set some appropriate pornrunning on my laptop beside the bed and got busy. Sounds normal enough, right? Well. "Can't you do it yourself?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice. Jenna looked at him sincerely, as she opened the door further, giving him a full frontal view of her. Tim felt a lump form in his throat as he looked at her. Her red hair was tied in pigtails, her tiny nipples were poking at her bikini top, her firm stomach glistened lightly with lotion she had already put on, and her bikini bottoms hugging her crotch tightly, showing a slight hint of her womanhood. He had seen her dressed like. Her body was gorgeous! I almost broke my neck getting to the shower because I didn’t want her to catch me looking.As I got into the shower my cock was rock hard. All I could see was her pear-shaped breasts, her shoulder length brunette hair, her long legs that ended at her gorgeous ass and in the reflection a neatly trimmed bush. I found myself stroking my meat to the picture in my mind when there came a knock on the door and s*s. Mayweather saying, “dinner’s almost ready come on down!”I. .. thirty-eight minutes since you left. You're really letting me stew, aren't you? My phone, sitting on the dictionary, hasn't made a sound. I try not to panic but I'm painfully aware that the longer the silence lasts, the greater the possibility that our relationship will be permanently damaged. I couldn't bear that. Not over something so silly and entirely my fault.I can't let it happen. Grabbing the phone, I flick to my address book. I know what I have to do but the prospect scares me. What.