My b*****r (Part 3)

Instead of hiding, running, or whatever I expected him to do. He looked me straight in my eyes and with a very low, husky voice said: -What? It’s only human nature, for god sakes stop starring at it like that. But my gaze was drawn back to it. Seeing as my interest wasn’t dying, he got up from under the coffee table and after saying: -I am off to take a shower. – left to the bathroom. And then I lost all control, as soon as I heard the bathroom door closed. My hand was down my pants. But that wasn’t enough. I grabbed the first thing I saw, which ended up being his pencil, and slid it along my slit, spreading my wetness around. The fact that it was his pencil, only made me so much more horny. I know that what I was doing was wrong…so damn wrong, but I couldn’t help myself. And as the pencil penetrated my folds, I slightly moaned my body arching towards the pleasure. Picturing his hands replacing it. Just the thought of his hand voluntarily touching my privates has send me to a shaking orgasm. And I’d continue if I wouldn’t hear the bathroom door open. I quickly grabbed a tissue and wiped the soaking wet pencil and put it back where it was. My cheeks burning up as he entered the living room. -Would you quit looking at me like that? Fuck.- he said as he covered his privates and left once again. I heard the door slam, and then the water run in the bathroom once again. And then it hit me…I wonder if he is playing with himself…But it was hard to picture him do that. He always look so serious, that I wouldn’t even know what his face looks like if he does it. But just the thought of it has caused another wave of pleasure run through me. Without even reaching for my clit, it started throbbing and my nipples got hard. Suddenly I regretted that I wear bras at home. I wonder if it was me who got him horny. I had a crazy craving of taking my bra of and have him see my nipples through the shirt. See his reaction. And then, a glimpse of hope passed through my mind. I have never tried that, and it would definitely be hard and embarrassing, but I suddenly got the idea to seduce my b*****r. I wanted him…I wanted him bad…and deep down in my mind, I knew that unless I had him, my body wouldn’t calm down.