Seduction in the Shower

Vicki peeked around the corner of the locker banks. Seeing no one else in site, she quickly made her way over to the shower stalls. Bryan must have realized that he was alone in the locker room too, because he had neglected to close the curtain to his stall. His body was slick from the steamy warm water falling on his head. His blondish hair was plastered to his head. Vicki’s eyes wandered downward, following the rivulets of water that were rolling down his chest. Over the bumps of his washboard abs, down to his magnificently thick cock.

Bryan was lathering his body with soap, and, when he got to his cock, he started to jerk it. He moaned softly, obviously thinking of someone. That he was probably thinking of Mel did not deter Vicki. Stripping naked, she tiptoed over to Bryan’s shower stall. When she got there, he had turned his back to her.

Reaching out, around his torso to grip his hard cock, Vicki rubbed her firm breasts against Bryan’s back. Gasping, Bryan spun around.

“Vicki! What the hell?” he exclaimed, moving his hands to cover his erect member.

“Oh Bryan, I couldn’t bear the thought of you suffering,” Vicki wailed. “Besides,” she continued, her voice becoming suggestive, “Your dick hasn’t softened one bit since you saw me.”

“This isn’t right,” Bryan sputtered, stumbling and searching for words as Vicki reached out to touch him again.

Not answering, Vicki wrapped her arms around the back of Bryan’s neck, drawing the tanned, taller man’s head down to her. She kissed him, sucking lingeringly on his lower lip. Bryan looked torn.

“Come on,” Vicki urged. “If after one night with me you can still resist my charms, then I promise to leave you alone forever. Just give in to what you want, stud. Give in…”