;) I have to take showers at the gym when when we run out of oil. This guy (the husband) let's call him Jack, came in to take a shower right after me ...ne day. I am not shy in public when I am naked. I really just don't care. Im good looking and honestly, its kind of a turn on to be naked in front of strangers. So I leave the curtain mostly open, I change out in the open, etc. When I got out of the shower (totally naked obv) to grab my soap from my bag, Jack poked his head out of the shower next. I remember how nervous I was that morning before meeting him. I wanted to look casual, wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans. But my hair looked a mess. Jim thought it was cute, so that’s all that mattered. I kept replaying the events of that day in my head as I showered, moving my hands lower down to my stomach, then on to my clit. I began to slowly rub myself, memorizing the looks on his face. I soon began to feel the warm, familiar stickiness of my cum on my fingers. I realize that I might have. Daddy has greeted the stranger warmly. Daddy’s dick is hard in my mouth. I want to cover my body and I close my legs instinctively. Daddy lightly slaps them open and I feel a struggle inside me. I want to cover up protectively and I want to obey my Daddy’s wishes. Daddy is shushing me and telling me to keep sucking and that everything is okay. I relax and look into the stranger’s eyes and then I realize he isn’t a stranger; he’s Daddy’s friend, Robbie. He is an attractive African-American. Several years of struggling to make a name for herself as an interior decorator, trying to find the right man, and then succeeding at both. Now, in addition to owning her own business, she also had a loving husband and two beautiful kids and, unfortunately, a cock bobbing up and down in front of her face.She had been in her showroom when he came in. He looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place him and then he said:"Hello Sylvia" and the rich baritone was immediately recognizable."Brad" she.