I was at home alone and did not know my mother in law was coming over. I had put in a movie and was pleasuring myself. She drove up and came into the house. I was in a chair with my back to the door. I heard her come in and jumped up with my hand on my package saying, "Oh no!" I could not get the stop button to work on the remote and she said, "What are you doing?" I was a nervous wreck, so she just stepped out and I ran to the bedroom. I grabbed a pair of underwear, went back out to stop the movie, and told her she could come in. She did and I was very apologetic. She said, "Don't worry about it," but I could not help it. I was shaking like a leaf. I hope she doesn't think I am a pervert. I told her I was sorry for the incident over and over; I felt bad. Now, here is what is really freaking me out. I keep thinking about it and it kind of turns me on. Is this wrong? I am forty and she is seventy, although she is much more hip than most seventy year olds.
— Daniel, 40