She prayed for answers, but none where forthcoming. It was a subject she never dared to speak to the Reverend Mother about.“Derek what are you doing...” Sister Mary-Margaret screamed, as she viewed Derek furiously masturbating.Derek had been busted, something that had worried him, but strangely now it didn’t seem to matter as he continued pounding his hard cock. In fact, he was dreaming of fucking the good Sister when he got caught.“Stop that immediately,” demand Sister Mary-Margaret, although,. "Huh?" "Your visit. To the doctor. How was it?" Thankfully, she's leafing through a magazine and not really paying attention to my face. I'm sure it will somehow give me away, guilt written in bold font across my forehead. "Oh, that. Fine, fine." I put my keys on the kitchen counter and loosen my tie. "Everything ok?" She's suddenly attentive and I am sure she is on to me. "Were there any problems? Cancer?" She looks serious and worried now. I chuckle at her disarmingly. "No, no. Fit as a. " My wife laughed (as she always does) and told me to go for it as well. This exchange took place around noon.I never did go over to Jessica's house (she was in traffic that day), yet made it back to my house at 5:30 PM. I saw an unfamiliar maroon Chevy pick up truck with the local university parking sticker in my driveway, to which I immediately thought "wow, she really did go through with it." I walk in and announce my arrival to the house, yet didn't hear anything. I walk into our bedroom. I’ve always wanted to see your ass. I dream of it all of the time and imagine how it looks, how it feels and how it tastes. I masturbate thinking of your ass almost every day.”She laughed low and throaty.“You want to see my ass Billy, you want to taste it?”“Yesss Rachel. I’m naked at your feet, I’ll do whatever you want, I ‘m begging you let me see your ass. Show me your bum Rachel pleeeeease.”“Go ahead and play with your cock Billy!” she said as she turned around so I could see her denim.