***** This is my first story, so any feedback from readers new and old would be great *****
The early morning sun has risen between the adjacent buildings and darts through my blinds. The brightness hurts my eyes, and I squint before stretching beneath the sheets to wake up slightly and get out of bed.
It's my day off, and I plan on doing absolutely nothing other than getting groceries for tonight's dinner with friends I haven't seen in ages. They have been wanting to check out my new apartment since I moved in four weeks ago. I love not knowing anyone, there is a sense of freedom whenever I walk around the local town meeting new people.
First I need to have a shower, so I wrap my towel around my waist and head towards the bathroom. I run the water for the shower and adjust it to my liking before stepping in. The feeling of hot water stinging my body first thing in the morning feels so good. I take my time with the lathering of soap and allow myself to appreciate my touch as my head drops back into the strong stream of water.
My soapy hands make their way between my legs and I realise that I have really enjoyed the shower so far, and start to slowly move my hand up and down the length of my growing member. I can't remember the last time I have touched myself like this, I have been so busy with work and moving I just haven't found the time for self-love.
Just as things start heating up (literally) I hear my phone ringing. I know exactly who it would be, so I race out of the shower, grab my towel and wrap it around my dripping wet body. I look down and smirk when I see that my erection has managed to find its way out through the centre of the towel.
"Hey there, do you mind if my suits can be left with the concierge? I may be running over myself today. I have another five to bring down to you on Monday if you can put them onto my account."
I love the feeling of a freshly dry cleaned suit, it reminds me of getting into a bed with new sheets. The crispness of the tailor fitted suit gives me so much confidence, and in my profession it is paramount to look and feel at my best.
I hang up the phone and walk outside in my towel to grab today's underwear that are pegged to the clothes line. I look around briefly to the opposing buildings, and freeze still in my tracks when I notice you.