I looked at the clock on my phone, I was already five minutes late picking her up. I felt a pit of guilt in my stomach for more reasons than one..---...-----------------Shiann had texted me once or twice letting me know I was late. Even though I knew waiting outside for a few minutes wasn't the end of existence, I still felt like shit. It didn't help that the reason I was late was that I was masturbating to her socks...She got in the car and was rather pleasant. It had been hot, so I cranked. "I really did like being married. You know always having my wife around was a good experience. I am extremely sexual, " he informed me."All men think they are extremely sensual, but to be honest, it only counts after five minutes otherwise you just run of the mill," I informed him. He did smile at the remark."Well, I have never heard that complaint. Usually I do hear stop it hurts after a half hour or so," he suggested."Ah takes half an hour, then I guess I won't have to worry about too much of. I?d hate to see you sufferany legal misfortunes. And I am certain, provided construction of Slurpee?s ishalted forthwith, such a tragedy can be avoided.?With that, sheleft.Shit! What was hesupposed to do? Then he remembered. He dug furiously through the contents ofhis desk drawer until he found it. ?Anyone give you any trouble on this matter,you call me,? had said Mister Gale, tucking a business card with the Slurpeelogo into Herb's pocket.Herb?s hand wasshaking so bad he could barely dial the. God she was sexy. "Sorry, I forgot my hairbrush..." I smiled. "It's okay Mrs. McConnel. Listen, about what happened..." She cut me off while grabbing the brush. "Accidents happen." She stated. "Let's just keep what you saw between us okay?" I nodded. "Agree'd. Anyways, I'm off to bed Mrs.M... I'll see you in the morning." She smiled. "Goodnight." I walked back into the spare bedroom and lay there. Thinking about her body. I pulled out my penis and began to masturbate for a bit, at least 15.