Straight Male / 55
Okay, I title this "My Cheating Heart" because it is what the title of the confession I am referencing is. Her confession # is 23841 in case you wish to check it out.
Anyway, I commented on it but it did not show up, probably because it was to long. In closing I did explain that I got carried away and the length should make it a confession, not a comment, but I will try to describe it identically as before.
This all started when I was 16 years old. I come from a wealthy family, my dad owned his own successful business and our, I'll say 24 year old girl was his secretary. She was as cute as a bugs ear, as we rednecks used to say. She rode to and from work with my dad. There was an alley behind our homes which was a shorter route for her to walk. Dad had a storage shed by the alley behind our home. I started hiding by the shed where no one could see me except her as she walked by. I knew when she would be walking by in the evening and I would drop my pants and masturbate for her to see. In my opinion she began looking forward to this. It was obvious she would look at me as she passed.
This didn't happen every day but often enough. After I got in my junior year in High School this practice started slacking off because I was beginning to have my pick of school mates to have fun with. Okay, one day during Science class this girl approached me and said, "Why don't you put on a show for me like you do Sis?" Sis is not her real name but I knew who she was referring to. I thought about it. I normally sat on the outer row near the windows in back of the room. This girl sat in the row next to me but in one seat back. The seat beside me and in front of her was empty, therefore there was nobody close enough to observe. She was a friend of Sis' sisters so it was obvious Sis had tattled to them. So, one day I was thinking of it and she kept looking at me, grinning and motioning with her head for me to do it. I slid forward in my seat with my body pressed under my desk but in plain view of (let's call her Ruth). I had a boner from just thinking of it. So I began jerking off and it was obvious Ruth was enjoying watching as she kept twisting in her seat indicating she was getting hot pants. At this time I noticed the teacher (again an imaginary name, Ms Kay) was slowly moving toward the back while talking to the class on the science subject. I was to far gone, couldn't stop, so I shot my load all over the floor, which in those days was oil soaked wood. With my rubber soled shoes I tried to rub my cum in. Anyway, Ms Kay walks slowly up beside me, stopped, placed her hand on my shoulder, smiled and handed me a couple Kleenex. Soon the bell rang to change classes. I was near the end of the line leaving the room so Ms Kay called me over to her desk. She smiled and asked, "Did you get everything cleaned up?" Embarrassed I hung my hear and motioned YES with my head. She then told me that she was aware of what younger boys did for relief so there was no need to get embarrassed because she caught me. She asked me if I'd like to come to her home some days after school, we can always explain you presence to inquisitive people that you are there for extra tutoring/help on some school work I needed help on. I accepted and started the first of the following week. But this is a different story and will have to wait. Oh yeah, incidentally, I am now married to Ruth, the girl I initiated into the world of masturbating. She is a cutie and still recalls and brings it up often for a rerun. LOL.
Anyway, I commented on it but it did not show up, probably because it was to long. In closing I did explain that I got carried away and the length should make it a confession, not a comment, but I will try to describe it identically as before.
This all started when I was 16 years old. I come from a wealthy family, my dad owned his own successful business and our, I'll say 24 year old girl was his secretary. She was as cute as a bugs ear, as we rednecks used to say. She rode to and from work with my dad. There was an alley behind our homes which was a shorter route for her to walk. Dad had a storage shed by the alley behind our home. I started hiding by the shed where no one could see me except her as she walked by. I knew when she would be walking by in the evening and I would drop my pants and masturbate for her to see. In my opinion she began looking forward to this. It was obvious she would look at me as she passed.
This didn't happen every day but often enough. After I got in my junior year in High School this practice started slacking off because I was beginning to have my pick of school mates to have fun with. Okay, one day during Science class this girl approached me and said, "Why don't you put on a show for me like you do Sis?" Sis is not her real name but I knew who she was referring to. I thought about it. I normally sat on the outer row near the windows in back of the room. This girl sat in the row next to me but in one seat back. The seat beside me and in front of her was empty, therefore there was nobody close enough to observe. She was a friend of Sis' sisters so it was obvious Sis had tattled to them. So, one day I was thinking of it and she kept looking at me, grinning and motioning with her head for me to do it. I slid forward in my seat with my body pressed under my desk but in plain view of (let's call her Ruth). I had a boner from just thinking of it. So I began jerking off and it was obvious Ruth was enjoying watching as she kept twisting in her seat indicating she was getting hot pants. At this time I noticed the teacher (again an imaginary name, Ms Kay) was slowly moving toward the back while talking to the class on the science subject. I was to far gone, couldn't stop, so I shot my load all over the floor, which in those days was oil soaked wood. With my rubber soled shoes I tried to rub my cum in. Anyway, Ms Kay walks slowly up beside me, stopped, placed her hand on my shoulder, smiled and handed me a couple Kleenex. Soon the bell rang to change classes. I was near the end of the line leaving the room so Ms Kay called me over to her desk. She smiled and asked, "Did you get everything cleaned up?" Embarrassed I hung my hear and motioned YES with my head. She then told me that she was aware of what younger boys did for relief so there was no need to get embarrassed because she caught me. She asked me if I'd like to come to her home some days after school, we can always explain you presence to inquisitive people that you are there for extra tutoring/help on some school work I needed help on. I accepted and started the first of the following week. But this is a different story and will have to wait. Oh yeah, incidentally, I am now married to Ruth, the girl I initiated into the world of masturbating. She is a cutie and still recalls and brings it up often for a rerun. LOL.
