" I ... kind of talked him into it. He's like into the whole jazz and tap thing. It's fun and all that, but..." You guys work together?" asked Margie....Excuse me," Marta said and left her matchmaking to progress."Yeah. It's this Duke Ellington medley. You know Take the A Train?" Doug hummed the standard."Okay, sure." And then there's this ballad, Someone to Watch over Me, and then Don't Get Around Much Anymore. It's pretty cool." So do you sing?" Yeah," said Doug, reddening."That's so cool." But. "I'm gonna fuck you, as soon as I catch my breath, but I'm thirsty. Can I trust you to go and get me something to drink, without trying to call for help, and make me beat you?" What she said as an answer floored me. She said, "Yes sir, you can, If only you promise to fuck me, like you said you would, and if you can keep treating me like this, I'll do whatever you want, from now on."I had to know, and asked her why she would want that. She said that that was the reason for her separation, and. I saw her pass by my door. Then she came back into the door frame and just stood there staring at me. My light was off and I had my eyes almost completely closed so she would not know that I could see her. She stood there watching me until I came, squirting the stuff all over my chest. When I reached out for my towel on my night stand she quietly walked away. She had watched me jack off! For several days this played out the same way. She would come home from work and watch me play with myself. On a brighter scene in daylight the girl is in a park surrounded by a group of men, the illumination causes the look around, myself included, as I clearly see the man in front of me, two seats to the right, pull on his cock, exposing the head as his foreskin peels back. My breathing quickens in unision with his stroking and I subconsiously squeeze my thighs together, trying hard to stimulate my engorged clitoris, into some imaginary fuck along his shaft.I was locked onto his cock when he sensed.