As I reflected on the day’s events, one thing kept standing out. It was Deb. Thinking about how she looked sitting on the patio in her bikini and down at the shed, I had an erection in no time at all. Seeing some body lotion in the shower caddy, I wondered if I should take care of my urge then and there, or if I should just wait until I got home. 

“Mmmm,” I moaned as I began to rub the lotion onto my cock. 

I guess the decision had been made as there was no going back now. With the hot water massaging my back, I began to slowly stroke myself. I pictured Deb in all of her mature glory, tiny bits of yellow fabric straining to reign in her tanned breasts and keep her pussy hidden from view. 

As the mental images began to do their work, I pumped myself faster and faster. Before long, I could feel that wonderful sensation deep inside me as my shaft started to swell in my hand. Turning to face the glass, I worked myself until I reached the breaking point. Two steams of cum exploded from me and splashed onto the glass, slowly running down the wall as it mixed with the water. I came so hard I had to grab on to the towel rack in the shower to keep from losing my balance. Regaining my senses and finding my washcloth, I quickly wiped down the glass door and rinsed any evidence of my indiscretion down the drain. 

As I wrapped the towel around me and opened the shower door, I was stunned to see Deb standing in the doorway with that same sly grin she greeted me with a few days ago. 

As I made the right turn toward my childhood home, it was good to see the old neighborhood hadn’t changed much, even if I had. My social life while I was away at college was quite different than the one I led as a senior in high school. I had been well-liked, but not popular and I certainly would never have been voted Homecoming King. When I left for college, I was just the nice, average kid that lived down the street. But I was hoping for a bit more fun this year, as my parents had gone to the beach house for the summer, leaving me a four-bedroom bachelor pad all to myself. 

Now, by no means did I become Brad Pitt during my time in college. But I turned eighteen as a freshman, which meant I was legally old enough to drink, and I put on fifteen pounds and three inches while away at school. Between that and picking up some new styles, I had gone from your average Joe to, dare I say, fairly handsome. Still, even though I had just graduated with honors, I didn’t have a steady girlfriend as I returned home to begin my career and was looking forward to getting the ‘new and improved me’ out on the town with my high school friends. 

As I approached my house, a couple of my neighbors waved as I passed by. Mr. Edwards was mowing his lawn, Mr. O’Neal was getting his mail and Mrs. Raymond was just pulling into her driveway. As we both got out of the car at the same time, she waved and flashed a big smile at me.

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