“Do you?” I joked.
“I have two, actually,” she added, “although the one upstairs in my room has better water pressure.”
“Good to know,” I nodded.
“Go shower,” she ordered, “and I will order some food. I hate eating alone and with Barry gone all week…it’s awful lonely here.”
The offer too good to reject, the likelihood of something happening later growing greater by the moment, I agreed. “Sure, although I don’t have any clean clothes.”
“I’ll get you some,” she said.
I began walking towards the bathroom on the main floor, but she repeated the suggestion, “Go use my shower.”
“Okay,” I agreed, my cock again fully stiff in my pants with anticipation.
I went to her room, to the bathroom, quickly got undressed and jumped in the shower. I wasn’t in there more than a couple of minutes when I heard her voice. “Like the water pressure?”
I froze, ironically lathering my cock at the moment. I finally said, “Yes, it’s very powerful.”
“It’s all steamy in here, you must like it hot,” she quipped, every word dripping with flirtation.
“That I do,” I responded, not being able to see her making it easier to flirt back.
“Do you need any help?” She asked, as she shocked me by joining me in the shower, unfortunately no longer in pantyhose.
My hand around my cock, I again froze…I was now starring at my very naked MILF fantasy…who was completely shaven and even more perfect than I had fantasized.
“Is that for me?” She asked, looking down at my fully erect and still sudsy eight inch cock. “It’s even bigger than I thought it would be.”
I couldn’t talk. I wanted to say something witty like I would to any of the teen sluts I fucked and often dominated, yet I was speechless.
“I’ll take your inability to speak as a yes,” she smiled, dropping to her knees and taking my cock in her hand.
I gasped…my long-held fantasy finally coming true.
As if reading my mind, she asked, “I bet you have fantasized about this moment for a long time, haven’t you Evan?”
I stammered, “Y-y-yes.”
“Did you fantasize this?” She asked, as she learned forward and took my cock in her mouth.
I groaned, “Forever.”
I had never had sex in the shower before, but watching her bob up and down on my cock as water sprayed on us was exhilarating.
Sadly, with the fantasy coming true, and her mouth such pure perfection, I lasted just over a minute before I warned, “I’m going to come.”
Her response was to bob faster and deep throat all eight inches of my cock. It was too much and I spewed my load down her eager throat. She didn’t slow down until every last drop was deposited. Once done, she stood up and said, “What a delicious appetizer.”
Before I could speak, she got out of the shower and added, “I left some clothes for you to put on.”
“Uh, thanks,” I said, bewildered by what had just transpired and by the fact that just as quickly as she had joined me, she had left.
I finished showering in a hurry and got out. On the toilet was a speedo…nothing else. I shook my head amused, dried off and put on the speedo which left nothing to the imagination.