THE HOTEL
I was down on my luck and living in an SRO hotel in Madison. I had hit a bad patch in my life, and I was driving a cab 6-7 days a week to make ends meet. All I could afford was a dingy room at the Garrison Hotel, a turn-of-the-century old wreck of a place. There was a powder room in the suite, but for showers and baths, you had to share with the other occupants in the 'steam room,' as we called it. Conveniently, it was down the hall from my room, and I usually made the trip in my towel, as virtually everyone in the place was male, and no one was going to get offended.
On one of my rare days off, and after a morning of lounging around my room, I decided to make my way down for a relaxing bath. It was just after midday, and the place was virtually empty. I figured that I would have the tub to myself for a restful hour.
As I made my way down the hall, I rounded a corner and ran directly into the owner's wife. She was an older lady, maybe mid-50s, with a permanent scowl. I had seen her and her husband walking about the place several times, but today she seemed to be on her own. She wasn't unattractive, just kind of mean looking. And she was someone whom I was anxious not to offend. I liked the little dump, such as it was, and didn't want to get turned out. Lloyd the night manager said they were the kind of people that took offense easily.
'Good day missus,' I said, trying to stay nonchalant as we passed each other. For the first time ever, I noticed that she was looking me over closely, almost like a feral animal, and I kind of wondered if she was going to give me shit for my lack of clothing.
She said, 'Oh hello, how are you doing?' which were six words more than I had ever heard her speak. She actually sounded reasonably human. Expressed in that way, I decided it necessitated a response. I stopped to acknowledge her greeting and noticed that she was checking me out from head to toe. Her examination kept returning to my crotch. After a few circuits of my body, her eyes came to rest there for the rest of our interchange.
"Just heading in to have a bath, thanks," I said. She asked if I had used the facilities before. Again, she talked without removing her eyes from my midriff. I felt a little reaction in my penis, and it began to push against the towel. I wasn't sure what her take was on my semi-naked appearance, let alone a boner, so I began to turn away and head off before it became too obvious. Also, I was a bit turned on, to tell the truth. I wasn't opposed to my possible physical reaction becoming apparent. I'm a bit of an exhibitionist that way.
'Oh yeah, no issues,' I said.
I waved my departure, but when I glanced over my shoulder, I saw now she was watching me walk away, her eyes burning into my ass. I was now fully erect, and my junk was swaying as I walked. I figured I had made it through our interaction unscathed, and that we were done.
I made it to the door of the washroom and entered to find the tub nice and clean, and ready to go. The door didn't close behind me, and I paid it no mind. No one was around today anyway, or so I thought. I turned on the water, and it began to fill the tub. When it was just right, I stood up to get myself ready to enter. I was a bit surprised to find that she had followed me and was now standing in the doorway right behind me.
".... hot water working okay?" she asked. "How is it?"
"Ah, yeah. Very nice for sure..." I said.
My mind was racing. She had kind of latched onto me now, and unless I mixed up my signals, her interest was clearly on what was going on under my towel. She looked at the tub, but her eyes kept returning to my waist and lower. I laughed a bit out of nervousness and wondered what my next move was. I didn't want to be rude and close the door in her face, but I also wasn't sure I wanted to disrobe and get accused of being a perv. I mean I was a perv that way anyway, but still. She passed in front of me and stuck her hand in my bath water. She looked up at me with a smile.
'Fuck, that's sexy,' I thought to myself.
"Yeah, that feels pretty good," she said, and stepped back a little from the side of the tub.
She broke our standoff with a question.
'Why don't you get in and try it out?' she asked. My mind walked through the steps to get to that point. Drop towel, check water, get in tub, sit down. There was no way around this. It all involved being totally naked in front of the landlady.
This was the decisive moment. We were standing opposite one another, maybe 6 feet apart. There was only one thing left to do.
I fingered the towel wrap at the waistline, it dropped to the floor. I stood there, naked, and now fully erect. My penis was pointing directly at her. She smiled, never taking her eyes off my package.
