His abs flexed subtly as he leaned forward, a sculpted six-pack visible through the fabric, and he felt a quiet contentment–tired from the day,Female Student yes, but settled, his body a comfortable home he’d grown to cherish.

Linda lingered at the table, her elbows propped on the wood, her navy sweats sagging around her slim hips. But just as she reached out to grab the handle, the door swung open, and a man stepped inside. Her cock stood out, hard now under the stream, the heat coaxing it fully erect, the shaft thick and veined in his body, the head flushed a deep red, glistening with water and a fresh bead of precum that mingled with the flow.

“Let me,” Ken murmured, his voice–Linda’s voice–soft but insistent, taking the soap from her trembling hands. Slow out, fast in.