Yes

"John! I know you're out there! Come on in!" Mrs. Foreman commanded.

Knowing that there was no way out of the situation, I obliged. I walked into the room and stood in front of the bed. She had moved under the sheets and blanket to cover herself up.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Foreman, for watching you like this. If you want, I'll collect my things and leave," I offered, beginning to turn to leave.

"Stop," she told me. I turned back around. The expression on her face, while still of surprise, wasn't that of anger. "I was just surprised, that's all. Now tell me the truth. Did you like what you saw?"

I nodded meekly, trying to cover up my embarrassment. "Yes, maam. I'm sorry..."

She smiled at me. "Don't be. You're a healthy male. Would you like to join me in bed?" she asked me.