Give the old man a show, with Jen as 'witness'

Knowing instantly what you have to do you saunter over to the couch and carefully place yourself in it on your front, pushing your butt up in the air with the help of a pillow to make sure that good old Mr. Woods won't miss out on the show. Then you slip your fingers inside of the thong, and try not to moan as you're starting to play with yourself.

"Joy?" You hear Jennifers voice in the other end of the phone, with a hint of suspicion to it. "You got someone there with you?"

"Ah, no!" You laugh at her, without stopping what you're doing, though you'd love to have some company of her handsome brother right now. "I'm just... entertaining one of my neighbours."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" She wonders, still suspicious, and you can't help from confessing what you're up to. You can tell that she's having some very mixed feelings about it, even as she's immediately starting to lecture you for such improper behaviour.

Strange as it is you end up cumming in no time, with the image of your friends brother playing before your eyes while you know that Mr. Wood can see the whole scene. Even your Jenifers breathless rambling adds up to your performance, until you can't keep from announcing your orgasm with a series of lustful gasps into the phone.

"Joy...?" You can hear her whispering after several moments of silence. The tone in her voice makes you think, and even hope, that she's quite worked up herself by now. A shame that she's much too shy to ever admit it though. "I... I'm hanging up on you now. Come by later if you wanna chat or something...?"

You just smile to yourself as you put your cellphone away, then clamber unsteadily to your feet again, just in time for the dryer to announce that your shorts are ready. Glancing out through the window you're quite disappointed to find that Mr. Woods are nowhere in sight, and you can only hope that you haven't managed to give him a heart attack or something with your daring performance.

Well, the day is still young and your shorts appears to be just as you'd liked them. Wearing something like these would give your mother a nervous breakdown, but she's not here right now.

Question is, where to go now? Go check on poor Mr. Wood? Stay with the original plan and go shopping for supplies? Or head right over to Jen and see what she's up to?