Now!" I finally find the courage to speak up. "I don't think so." she says, almost like a dominatrix."This is wrong!" I retort, covering my dick."You ...now you want me. I saw you watching me masturbate last week." I was going to tell you som-" Excuses!" she yells, suprisingly loud. "Judging by how fast you were stroking back there, I can tell you're pretty horny."I'm speechless at this point. I don't know what to do. As I watch her take the rest of her clothes off. I realize I can't move. I'm in. She smiled sweetly and shyly began taking off her clothes. She had never done it before with a man watching and feared she would freeze up. But Jim's smile was warm and exciting. She had only removed her sweater, still had her blouse and bra on. Yet she was already feeling excited. Jim's gaze was fixated on her breasts. She could almost feel it fondling her nipples. Surprisingly, she enjoyed the unexpected warmth his interest generated. Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse, revealed her. "Alright what is it now?" I asked faintly.My eyes widened as she let her towel fall off her body and stood there naked in front of me! I quickly looked away feeling so ashamed. She giggled."What's wrong Aidan? Now don't tell me you've never seen a naked girl before. After all, you've been with that slut of Mrs. Davis."I kept my eyes off her. "Tara, please put your clothes back on. I don't want to see you this way."She cupped my chin making me look at her. I couldn't help but look. She was so. And I don’t mean just about Jethro, I meant about the biscuits, too. When I finally settled down in about a hundred years, figure the odds of me finding a wife that would be making me scratch biscuits, while looking as if she just stepped out of Playboy.So there I sat, stuffing my face, my hand high up on Jane’s thigh. I was somewhere beyond hog heaven when the front door opens and my Mom breezes in.“Johnny,” she called, “Katrina and I are going shopping but I thought I’d check on you first..