I nodded my head, unable to vocalize the words I wanted to say.
“Did the sight of me f*****g my hand get you wet?" he asked as he stroked his hand up and down once more.
Once again, I hesitated to answer.
“You will answer me, or I will come out there and find out for myself. Then punish you for disobeying. I will ask you again are you wet?"
My eyes widened in fear at his threat and quickly nodded. Even looking through a shower curtain I could tell the smile that crossed his face was nothing short of feral as he looked down at my pants and back up.
“Show me," he demanded.
I felt a flush spread across my cheeks and slid a trembling hand down my stomach then under my pants. I bit my lip to contain the gasp that wanted to burst out as soon as one small finger brushed against the tingling
