His computer is awake

John looked at the now lit screen of his computer and hmmed quietly. He hadn't left that on, had he? He went over and wondered what she had been doing but nothing was on screen. That was the key, though. Even the browser window he had left open was closed.

He swore quietly. Had he forgotten to clear his history and close after his last lonely-fun-time? Had she been looking at it? Did she know he was reading small penis humiliation stories? Shit! He had to stop her.

He reached for his new powerful tool, the notebook, but was left staring when his hand landed on an empty section of desk. Even his pen was gone. Fuck! She knew and she had the notebook!

He stood up, his heart pounding in his ears, panic and embarrassment smashing his brain into a thin goo that threatens to explode from his painfully hard untouched cock. Uh... uh... What do I do?