."Baby?"John heard Tiffany's voice behind him. He took his hand from his crotch, but the startling caused his erection to go overboard and he felt him...self ejaculate into his wife's underwear. He scrambled to close the video, but Tiffany stopped him, taking over control of the mouse."Wait a second." She said, pausing the video. John, ashamed and lap full of cum, looked toward his wife. "Why are you masturbating in my panties? And what is this video?" Tiffany asked, leaning in closer to read the. " Mom died suddenly and Dad was injured when our car slid off the road and down an embankment before bursting into flames. I was riding with friends' right behind them and we could see no reason for it happening. The police said the cause of the accident was 'failure to control a vehicle'. Until the last few days, I had accepted that reason but what if someone had tampered with the car? That would explain why it burst into flames when it didn't crash into anything?" How old were you at the. "This should help with the sudden shifts," he said. "I don't know ifyou're over the worst or whatever, but-" Just give it to me already," I said, angry. "'Over the worst'? I don't-"I checked my jeans quickly with a hand, then turned my attention back up."I still have my dick, but I remember... I DIDN'T have it, and your stupidgame TOOK it from me. Like, TWICE now. If that's not 'the worst' thenplease, tell me what is!"His hands shot up like I was robbing the place. "Look, I'm sorry, Ididn't. Oh, and yes, you will get your fucking. But not yet. This is not about you, Supergirl. This is all about me. Understood?"Not knowing what else to do, Amy nodded, wondering what was to come knowing that, whatever it was, as long as he would make her cum, she was willing. There was no longer a choice for her. She was too far gone for this not to end up with an orgasm. They both knew that ultimately, he held too much power over for her to stop and that she liked the feeling. Eyes wide, she watched.