The bathroom

The morning of my eighteenth birthday i had gone out with a group of my friends. Pizza, laser tag and some video games...normal teenager stuff. I was single at the time, so it was just the guys and a few girls that hung around.

We had played several competitive rounds of laser tag, so by the time i got home i was pretty sweaty and in need of a shower. Mom, dad and my brother were all at work, so I had the house to myself. I stripped off my clothes as i made my way through the house.

I threw open the bathroom door and there she stood, naked facing away from me, bent over and drying her legs with a towel. I stopped my my tracks, unable to run away. I just stood there, staring at her hot 21 year old body as she toweled off.

In that moment i got the answer to a question that had haunted my dreams at night. Amy was natural downstairs. I could see the thick mound of hair covering her pussy from behind.

She was the most beautiful woman i had ever seen. I had had sex a few times by then, but the girls my age didn't even compare.

The same moment she realized i was standing there was the same moment i realized i had a raging hardon.

"OhmygodAlan," she blurted as she covered herself with the towel.

"I...uh...didnt...uh..."

"Stop mumbling and go cover yourself up!" she blurted, but for just a second i saw her eyes move up and down my body, paying special attention to my erection.

Embarassed....and horny...i ran down the hall to my room and slammed the door.