That next morning I was understandably hesitant of being around Mary or looking her in the eye, what I had done could be a particularly embarrassing thing, and should she confront me about it, or worse yet tell someone about it, I don't know what I would have done. As it turned out, both that morning and when she came home from work that evening, she did a good job of pretending nothing had happened, as if she hadn't heard me jerking off. And her behavior indicated she in no way seemed angry at me or disgusted at what I had done. So as night began to set in that second night, and she began getting ready for bed, that urge began to well up in me again, and I anxiously awaited for round two!
Just like the previous night, I waited a few minutes until she had gone to bed, and snuck in to the
