As he pulled into the driveway of Lyndsy's home, Noah sighed deeply.
Fucking finally. He thought as he exited the car, his fully erect cock straining his underwear ever since he drove off the airport. It's been nearly a month since he last saw his girlfriend, having been forced to travel to the other side of the country because of some unfinished business. While they did check in with each other regularly over the phone, Noah knew it wasn't enough for both of them. They missed each other badly, both of them admitting fantasising about each other while they were pulled apart by the circumstances. And while jerking off was a possibility, it could never compare to the real thing.
Now, however, all would be right again.
Noah moved quickly as he went inside the house, stripping himself as he went along. He had to pause to take off his pants, shoes and socks, leaving himself only in his boxers, a massive bulge in the front of them indicating his arousal very clearly.
"Lyndsy! I'm home! I'm back, honey" he exclaimed as he got closer to her bedroom. However, no response came. As he walked on, he then heard the unmistakable sound of the water running in the shower.
Great. He thought, as his cock twitched a little. Fucking Lyndsy in the shower was one of the fantasies he had yet to fulfill and the fact she was in it now finally made it possible. He all but sprinted to the door, pulling it open. As he did so, he spotted her inside, the stained glass door fogged up with steam, allowing him to only see her slender and well-toned silhouette. He quickly pulled the boxers down, throwing them behind him, his cock springing free of its confinement.
"Hi honey!" he shouted over the splashing water. He noticed how Lyndsy seemed to freeze under the spray.