But I also knew the dangers of getting caught in or on 'the chair'.So I crept into the room that separated the living room from the kitchen. The adult... we involved in a loud conversation and there was much laugher. Even though the conversation was beyond me, I could tell by the tone of it, that they would be occupied for a while. I walked back into the living room, being very careful not to touch any of the creaky boards in the floor. If I did, one of my parents might realize that I was in the. Foot steps rushed off and as I got to the door and turned the light on a robe was lying on the floor. My heart was pumping as I thought it was my wife that had spotted me and had ran off, but picking up the robe I then realized that it was Sophie’s. She must have noticed the glare from my computer knowing I was up and walked into our side of the house to then find me masturbating. She must have watched me for 10-15 mins as I stroked myself until I came. This made me smile and I wondered if she. I then decided to not stay in the patio- I opted to go inside and hide in the closet in our room. That way if anything went on I might get a better view. I cleared everything out and created my viewing spot.An hour later Sara came home and was alone, no son in tow, I could tell because she arrived and went straight for the phone in the living room down the hall. She called Brian and said, "Hey, the baby is at my sisters for the night. Do you want to come by and see me.?" My heart was pumping ,. I couldn't run, as a.) my pants were tangled down around my ankles, b.) I was dripping all this weird white stuff all over the place, and c.) my sister was standing in the doorway, cutting off any chance of escape.So I screamed."Get out of here, you little jerk!" What is that?" Kait screamed back at me. I dropped to the floor, trying to hide my penis, pull up my pants, and wipe up the mess I'd just made, all at the same time and all quite unsuccessfully."God, just get out of here!" I shrieked,.