by irishmik60
It'd been a long day, hot sweaty, and torturous. All day I had to look over the lovelies walking past my stall, in all forms of undress. Shorts, shorter shorts, bikini bottoms.
Bikini tops, halter tops, tube tops (yes, they're still worn), baggy blouses, thin blouses, sheer blouses.
Tall woman, short women, thin women, voluptuous women, big tittied women, small tittied women.
Long hair, short hair, blondes, brunnettes, redheads, even some good looking gals with gray hair.
Some with a 'fuck me' look on their faces, some with an 'attitude' plastered on their faces, as if they were too good for anyone.
All in all, after a days work, I was to return home hot, sweaty, tired, and with a never ending hard on.
I ran a small 'surf shoppe' on a small beach in central California. I wasn't getting rich, but I was my own boss, my own hours. It paid the bills and kept food and beer on the table.
Some days I would get 'lucky' and be able to date if not outright fuck one of these darlings that would enter my store. Tonight I was home all by myself. I decided I'd go down to one of my favorite hangouts after showering and put a 'feed on' and maybe get drunk afterwards.
As I entered the bathroom I adjusted the water temp and showerhead. As the water began heating up, I stripped from my T and shorts. Most all the time I go 'commando'. I love the feel it gives my cock. Free to swing loose.
Looking in the mirror I frowned at the small paunch I was starting to develop. I told myself I need to start jogging again to keep in shape. At 44, it seemed mother nature was trying to win the battle and get me out of shape. I made a mental note to begin a new battle plan to take victory away from her.
As I looked further downward I viewed my lil' friend. Soft my penis hung, small and shriveled aginst my nutsack. I always envied those guys that had a hose hanging down. But, I knew when my friend grew to attention he'd more than make up for the difference.
As I entered the shower my body at first startled to the hot steamy spray, but quickly grew accustomed to it. I loved the feel of the cascading water falling over my body.
I lathered myself as I remembered all the lovelies I'd viewed today. The Blonde with the huge 'plastic', man made tits. The sexy MILF looking to buy a 'first board' for her teenaged son. Had her son not been with her, I might have invited her to dinner tonight. As I recalled her slender body, firm rack, I nonchalantly cupped my hanging nuts and cock.
I was pleasantly surprised when I felt my cock slightly swollen and protruding. Seems it had a memory of this woman as well. My cock's thick buldus head was firming up with evidence of an upcoming erection.