Off to the Changing Room

Walter entered the pool area with a confident smile, still attracting stares. He headed straight for the changing room, his hips swaying enticingly with each step. The other visitors couldn't help but watch him, some whispering and giggling, others just staring in amazement.

Once inside the changing room, Walter chose an empty stall and closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door and took a deep breath, a grin spreading across his lips. "Okay, Junia, let's see what you've got," he murmured to himself.

Quickly, he slipped off the bikini and let it fall to the floor. He paused to admire himself, taking in the curves and smooth skin. "Not bad, Junia," he said with a wink.

Then he sat on the bench inside the stall and began to touch himself. His hands roamed over his body, exploring every curve and valley. He closed his eyes and gave in to the sensations, a soft moan escaping his lips.

The noises from the pool outside faded away as he focused entirely on his own senses. His breathing grew deeper and faster, his body tensing as he approached his climax.