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 ï>¿Lucy in the Men's Changing Room byjanscoMÂ(C)

   Lucy in the Men's Changing Room Ch.  01

   When I was 18 I got a job at the local Rugby club, mostly collecting
empties and taking food and drink to tables.  I didn't really have the
experience to work behind the bar yet, but I'd occasionally get a few
drinks if it was busy.  When I wasn't walking round the room I hung out
behind the bar so I got to know the bar staff fairly well.  I got on best
with Anne, a woman in her 40s who'd worked there for years.  She was easy
to talk to and seemed to have fun chatting with whoever came in, she was in
good shape for a woman of her age, slim and generally well dressed and
still got comments from the players.

   I was just beginning to understand that I was fairly pretty, and as a
teenage girl I also got a bit of banter occasionally in the rowdy
atmosphere.  My uniform was a thigh length black skirt and a white top, I
usually wore black tights as well and kept my light brown hair in a pony
tail.

   The top was fairly tight though conservatively cut, and my C cup breasts
only showed a hint of cleavage at the neck.  I noticed a few players
checking me out quietly sometimes but the banter was mostly in jest and
Anne especially always stuck up for me.  I was far too timid to talk to
anyone I saw giving me the once over, besides almost everyone there was at
least a few years older.

   The Rugby team played on Sunday afternoons mostly and at first I never
worked then as the club itself wasn't very busy.  However after a few
months the main bar man quit and it was decided that myself and Anne would
be the skeleton crew running the bar after matches.  We had to open up at
half 3 and the game usually finished about quarter to.  No one was really
in the bar till the team got in after they'd showered and changed, the team
then had a meal and started drinking.  Anne would be mostly in charge and
handle the bar, it would be my job to take orders and serve the food and
collect empties.

   That first week we had nothing to do until we heard the Rugby teams get
back from their game.  The changing rooms were in the other half of the
oversized scout hut like building.  After a few minutes of hearing them
sing and shout Anne turned to me with a definite glint in her eye and said
it was time to go take their food orders.

   "Now?"

   "Oh yes!" A big grin spread over her face.

   Apparently the bar man had always got their order in the changing room,
that way the meals might be ready when they were done.

   "I don't think he was suggesting you and me carry on the tradition, but
what the hell."

   She enjoyed my surprise for a moment then asked, "you coming, then?"

   I didn't know what to say but I couldn't help but follow as she set off
through the door at the back of the bar that lead to the changing rooms. 
There were several of the younger players that had caught my eye, muscular
men in their mid or late 20s.  I'd watch them in the bar if they came in
whilst I was there, drinking and laughing seemingly oblivious to how
gorgeous they looked.  They were nothing like the guys I knew at school or
college, so confident and powerful.  The idea of seeing their bodies naked
was immediately intoxicating, though them also looking back at me was
terrifying.  Most of me wanted to stop but I moved as if on autopilot, I
couldn't turn back.

   As she reached the door to the home dressing room Anne turned to check I
was there, and with a reassuring smile to me she confidently rapped on it.
I realised I had no more time to try and get used to the idea.

   "Food orders!" She called out, then after not waiting for a response she
added with a wink at me, "coming in!" She reached back to grab my hand
whilst pushing open the door.

   Anne was through first and I was half dragged inside immediately
afterwards.  The first thing I was aware of was a heavy steam dampness in
the air and the sense of men crowded everywhere.  It wasn't a big room and
there were benches and hooks on two walls, with a large arch on the third
wall facing the door from which the steam was billowing.  There was already
a cacophony of conversations and shouting, and before I even began to
properly look around I realised some of it was about us.

   "Hey this is the men's!" I heard someone shout.

   "Females on deck!" Someone else cried.

   "Now, now, lads, calm down, we're just here to do our job." Said Anne
with a bit of a laugh.

   I realised that most of the men there were in some state of undress with
lots of bare torsos being my main impression as I scanned the room, I
didn't quite know where to look and stared at the floor a fair amount.

   "How old is she?!" I heard someone shout, they sounded half actually
annoyed rather than the joking like the others.

   "Old enough." Said Anne, she walked towards one of the guys on a bench
who was wearing a shirt and no trousers and who I knew was the captain.

   I tried to see where the shout had come from, I couldn't tell but my eye
was drawn to two guys in nothing but towels and a young player I'd
previously admired in nothing but a pair of tight, tiny briefs.  I tried to
look quickly but then look back to the floor, it didn't seem like they were
paying me much attention and as Anne chatted I stole a few more glances. 
The player in just his briefs seemed content to stand there talking, I
couldn't help but look down to his groin and the bulge then back up across
his chest to his face as he looked at his friend, he was breathtaking.  I
tried not to wonder too much if he was on his way to or back from the
shower.

   Suddenly Anne was at my shoulder.  "Very nice." She said quite loudly,
looking where I was looking.  The guy I'd been watching, I thought
discreetly, looked up and flashed us both a grin.  I looked away quickly,
mortified.  Anne laughed.

   "OK, I've spoken to Matt, he's fine with us coming in like this for the
orders and doesn't think anyone will mind.  Or, if they do, he'll keep them
in line."

   "So we're coming in every week?"

   "Well, you are, it's your job after all.  I mean, I might help you from
time to time." She glanced over at another player walking by in nothing but
a towel.  "Or, you know, more often."

   I must have still looked terrified as she gave me a pat on the back,
then shouted over to Matt.  "OK, we're ready."

   Matt stood up on the bench.  "OK, listen up, Anne and Lucy are here to
take the food orders, they'll be doing it every week.  I know you animals
will probably enjoy it but go easy on them, they're just doing their jobs."

   "Yeah, right!" Someone shouted.

   Matt laughed.  "Well, OK, maybe there is something in it for them, but
it has to be done." There was a chorus of whistles and cheers.  "Anyway,
for now Anne will take orders in here, and, just so she can start gently,
Lucy will get anyone who happens to be in the shower." At that Matt broke
in to a wide grin and the cheering increased.

   "I'm going back in!" Shouted someone to more general laughter.

   I was flabbergasted and stared at Anne wanting the ground to swallow me
up, it felt like everyone's eyes were on me.

   "Don't say I don't do anything for you." Anne was laughing as much as
the rest of them.

   "I can't go over there", I started, "they're naked!" Ridiculously I
whispered the last part.

   "I hope so." Said Anne, glancing over.  "It'd be a disappointment if
they weren't after all this set up."

   The cheering had died down, though I could see a fair few of the guys
still watching me.

   "You heading over to the showers then?"

   I looked to where the voice had come from, the young player had walked a
few steps over to me and was standing looking at me cockily, still just in
his tiny pants.  I managed to sort of mumble a non-committal noise and look
back at the floor.

   "Why, see her there, will you?" Anne grabbed his attention and was
looking straight at him, unashamed.

   "Maybe."

   Anne's gaze very obviously roved all over his body which up close I
could now see was toned all over.  His underwear still bulged and a close
cropped trail of hair lead a little way up his six pack, he remained in
front of us as if waiting for something.  I realised he was trying to act
casual but that Anne's direct manner was affecting him a little bit, he
didn't quite know how to continue but obviously had had some idea for
coming over here.  He sort of shuffled a little bit as if realising quite
how on display for us he was.

   "Well, you're a bit over dressed for the showers, aren't you?" Anne
wasn't letting up and took a step nearer to him, nodding down to his pants
as she went.  I saw him follow her look down to his tightly packed groin.

   "Erm, maybe." He definitely seemed not 100% comfortable now, Anne was
still smiling at him and taking in his body as obviously as possible.

   "Well, then." Said Anne expectantly, and still looking right in his eyes
she motioned downwards with her hand.  "Best take them off, eh?"

   His two friends who were following the conversation laughed in the
background, "you tell him!" One of them encouraged.

   He now looked like he realised he was caught in a conversation he had no
control over.  "I don't think I really need one," he tried, not sounding
too confident.

   His friends booed in the background.  "You should, you stink!"

   "Oh, go on," Anne said more softly, she was stood right next to him now,
almost whispering in his ear, "give us a thrill." I saw him glance over at
me then back at Anne.  He still seemed completely uncertain, but after a
few moments I saw his hands move to his pants.

   Anne smiled at him.  "There's a good boy," she said stepping back to get
a better view as he started to ease them down.

   In the end he took his pants down fairly smoothly, by then I was
watching closely feeling more confident given the conversation was between
him and Anne.  It was the first Rugby player penis I saw, it seemed
incongruously small on his large, muscular frame though certainly wasn't
tiny.  He straightened up and I saw him look at Anne and realise she was
staring at his dick, he moved his hand nearer though didn't quite cover up.

   "Well, that's better isn't it?" Anne looked back up to his face, she
smiled at him as if expecting a reply.

   He tried to adopt the more confident stance of earlier.  "Like what you
see then, do you?"

   Anne kept her playful but in charge air and slowly let her eyes run back
down to his cock, she leaned in as if to look more closely.  "Well, it
seems nice enough to me.  What do you think, Lucy?" She still sounded
utterly casual.

   "Oh, well, I.." I had no idea what to say, I was still nervous to even
look for more than a few seconds but I did find myself staring at his dick
again.

   "You probably need a better look so wait till the showers.  You can
compare him to the others." She had turned to face me and flashed me a
massive grin, then composed her face and turned back to the naked rugby boy
who was once again looking a little lost.

   "Off you go then, Lucy will be along for you in a moment." He looked at
me still not knowing what to say, then, clearly deciding to cut his losses,
turned and headed to the showers.  Both I and Anne watched his taut bum as
it went.

   She giggled, "honestly, you shouldn't be worried in the slightest,
they're so easily manipulated."

   "By you, I'm not sure by me."

   "Oh, you'll get used to it.  A pretty girl like you will have no
trouble. Give me a shout if you need me though, I'll hang around till
you're done." And with that she looked up at the two friends still nearby.
"Now, don't think I'm letting you two off easy." She walked over to them
and I wondered if she'd persuade them to drop their towels for her.  I
realised that I couldn't hang around to find out, though, I still wasn't
confident but if I just milled about looking intimidated I'd definitely
attract more of the banter that had threatened to overwhelm me just then. I
needed to at least act as if I were fine.  I started to walk towards the
steamy archway.

   As I approached I couldn't help but slow my step, it was difficult to
see what was inside beyond a few vague shapes.  I tried to block out the
general banter of the players around me who were now mostly on the way to
being dressed.  As I crossed the last few feet I wondered how exactly I
would get their orders, I hadn't brought a pad and I couldn't actually go
in there fully clothed, could I?

   I stopped at the entrance and called out, no doubt nervously, "here for
your orders, guys."

   "Well, come on in!" Someone said happily from inside, I looked in the
direction of the speaker and I don't know if the steam had shifted or my
eyes were getting used to it, but now I was closer I could make out 3 guys
all naked and showering.  For the moment two were facing one wall so I saw
some wet, naked bums, and the guy who'd answered me was opposite them and
facing me.  I saw everything for a few moments till I looked up at his
face, he was an older guy and had seemed fairly hairy down there.

   "I'm not sure I can come in dressed." I tried to sound normal but was
probably blushing.  He kept his hands behind him as he moved his body a
little bit under the water and, although I was concentrating on his face, I
could still see his dick in my peripheral vision.  He made no effort to
cover up.

   "Oh, you'll be fine, just stay in the middle.  We won't splash her, will
we, lads?" A few noises of assent were made and I realised that there was a
flat part of the floor down the middle where the water didn't reach.  As I
gingerly stepped inside I saw another one of the players turn to face me
but I for now concentrated on my footing on the wet floor.

   Stopping inside, I turned to face the man who'd spoken to me.  As I
looked up from the floor I saw his penis once again and I steeled myself to
keep my eyes up and not immediately look down.  I felt myself wanting to
look down, though, it seemed naked men were something I liked to look at
even if they weren't all attractive hunks.

   "So, er, what would you like?" I smiled at him, trying to act as if I
were just taking an order in the bar.

   "Very good question." He said cheerily, still rotating his body slightly
and showing off.  Given the announcement it was probably unsurprising that
the people in the shower were those that wanted me to see them, somehow
that seemed to make me feel less intimidated.

   "How about sausage!" Said a voice from behind me cheekily, I turned to
see the one of the players waggling his dick at me with one hand.  He was
younger and had a pretty toned body, though it wasn't the hunk from earlier
who still had his back turned.  For a few seconds I was so surprised I just
stared, he was fully shaved and his penis was the smallest I'd seen yet.

   Before thinking too much about it I found myself replying.  "That's
hardly a meal, is it?" I shocked myself, but tried to not react, the player
stopped and there was a shout from behind.

   "She's got you there!"

   The guy who'd shook his cock for me looked down at himself then at me.
"It's not that warm in here, you know."

   He sounded a little annoyed but he was still encouraging me to look and
although I could still feel the adrenaline and my heart beating fast I was
feeling more and more at ease just doing that.  If they didn't care why
should I.  I held his gaze then looked down again, then turned and
obviously checked out the penis of the older man behind me.  He grinned and
stopped moving to let me look clearly.

   "Well, your friend here seems to be doing OK." His penis was obvious
bigger, it hung down across his testicles.  I looked up at him and nodded
in appreciation, I couldn't believe I was comparing their dicks to see
whose was the biggest.

   "Thanks," he said, "though maybe his is even better." He gestured to the
young player who'd shown off for me and Anne earlier.  "Well, let her see
you too, lad!"

   He kept his back to us and was pretending to have not heard.  "Oh, I saw
his outside." I was really getting in to this now, I stage whispered to the
older guy, "I think yours is still bigger." I grinned and turned back round
to see if the young guy would give me another look.  Surely he wanted to
show off if he had come to the shower.

   "If she's seen you already then what's the problem?  Maybe he's trying
to improve his chances, if you know what I mean?!"

   I laughed along with the joke.  The young player looked over his
shoulder at me and I smiled at him.  I felt the third player leave the
shower behind me.

   "I'm leaving as well, now." He said, trying to sound casual and above
our banter.  He turned to face me, though, which gave me the opportunity to
look as he collected his shower gel.  I didn't need much encouragement and
immediately dropped my eyes, there was absolutely no doubt it was bigger
than it had been out in the changing room.

   "Well, what's the verdict?" Came the shout from behind me after a few
moments.

   I looked up to the gorgeous guy's face and we shared a brief look, then
I replied giggling slightly.  "It's hard to tell actually."

   "If we were hard you'd be able to tell, alright!" I gasped and laughed,
the thought of him with an erection was very appealing to me.  Sadly he
grabbed his towel and started to leave.

   "See you next week." I said, he hesitated and nodded in reply, still not
covered up completely.  After he'd left I turned back to the last guy in
the showers, he was also getting ready to leave.  I couldn't help but be a
little disappointed it was over so soon.

   "Leaving as well?" I said in a slightly sad voice.

   He laughed again.  "I'm sure you'll get plenty of chance to see more of
us." He walked through the archway, I waited a moment and then began to
follow him out.

   Just as I was about to step out, though, I almost bumped into someone
coming the other way.  I stopped and stepped backwards, mumbling an
apology.

   "Oh, er, sorry Lucy." I recognised the voice and when I looked up I saw
the dad of one of my friends.

   "Hello, Mr Lucas." I said reflexively, that was how I'd greeted him for
years.

   He stayed stood in front of me, I could see he was just wearing a towel.
He was decent looking for a man in his 40s, tall and not particularly toned
but also not that flabby.  I couldn't believe I was looking a friend's
father like this.

   "Yeah, er, I thought you'd have left by now." He looked at me slightly
sheepishly and I quickly realised he was lying, it was easy to see who went
in and out in such a small space.

   "Oh, no, I'm still here." I grinned at him, after what had just happened
the idea of seeing him naked too was impossible to resist.  Given I knew
his wife and daughter so well it was so wrong but I realised instantly that
that just made it extra appealing.

   "Well, er, maybe it's best if you, er.." It definitely didn't sound like
he wanted me to leave, and he still wasn't moving to let me past.  It was
becoming pretty clear that my mate's dad wanted to show his penis to me.  I
was absolutely going to let him.

   "I should stay to take your order, though, shouldn't I?" I said, trying
to make it sound as innocent as possible.  I realised I hadn't actually
taken any so far, it didn't seem too important.

   "Oh, yes, we should sort that."

   I nodded at him, smiling.  "Absolutely!"

   We looked at each other for a moment and I then stepped back and to one
side.  He hesitated only slightly before crossing to a shower in front of
me.  He started the water with his back to me, then unwrapped his towel and
stepped underneath.  I was still getting just a view of his bum, it was a
little bit firm but nothing like the young, toned arse I'd admired earlier.
It was pretty amazing to be looking at the naked bum of a friend's parent,
though.  I almost had to stifle a giggle.

   "So, what would you like?"

   He kept his back to me, it seemed he was nervous like the young guy had
been.  That thought gave my own confidence another boost.

   "What's on today, anything good?" Now I really knew he was here to show
off, the menu hadn't changed in years and was of the 'something & chips'
variety.  It seemed unlikely anyone else would be coming in so I felt even
more emboldened.  On instinct, and trying to take a leaf out of Anne's book
from earlier, I decided to be more provocative.

   "Do you always shower facing the wall?" I wanted to sound playful but in
charge.  I'm sure I didn't totally pull it off, but Mr Lucas was more
nervous than me so it seemed to work.

   "I'm not sure if I should turn around." He half looked over his
shoulder.

   "It's OK, it's my job to be in here."

   I could feel that my white top was slightly damp from the spray and was
only going to get more so the longer I stayed.  I wondered if my bra and my
breasts were starting to be visible underneath it.  I felt like I did in
the bar when guys eyed me up, conscious of but also empowered by my body.
As I grinned at him I saw Mr Lucas's eyes flick down to my chest, it seemed
he was conscious of it as well.

   He had maybe turned towards me a little bit more, I couldn't resist
pushing it.  "It's no big deal, Mr Lucas, I don't mind." I started playing
with my pony tail, using my now raised arm to make my breasts more
prominent.  I wanted to tease him like the guy earlier had been teased.

   "I won't tell Becky, if that's what you're worried about." He started a
little at the mention of his daughter.  I channelled Anne some more,
sensing he was close to doing what we both wanted.  "I won't tell anyone."

   I saw something click in his eyes, it seemed he relaxed slightly like he
knew he couldn't resist any longer.  He shuffled a bit getting ready, it
looked like he touched himself down there slightly.  "OK, but ..  er, I
know it's inappropriate ..  hopefully no one else will come in.."

   He was already turning as he mumbled this, I stared at his groin as his
penis came into view slowly.

   "Oh, Mr Lucas!" I couldn't help it, the surprise was genuine.  I wasn't
too experienced with these things but it was obvious he had an erection, or
at least the beginnings of one.  I looked at it for a moment more then up
at his face, he was blushing.

   "I'm so sorry Lucy, it's just, well, it's not every day you meet a young
girl like yourself in the showers."

   I couldn't believe it.  I knew I should probably feel more intimidated
now, but his obvious timid embarrassment was still making me feel like I
was in charge.  He had clearly come here to flash me but I'd somehow turned
the tables as Anne had with the player in his underpants.  Maybe things
like this did come easily to me as an attractive 18 year old.

   "I don't mind, in fact I think that's the biggest I've seen so far." I
was still trying to sound cheeky.

   As I continued to stare his dick grew stiffer by the second and was soon
stood rigid with a slight upwards angle.  He turned his body so it would be
more-or-less hidden from anyone at the entrance.  There was now no real
pretence, I was there so he could show his stiff cock to me.  I wondered
how I'd handle what to do next.

   "Well, that's certainly something." I giggled.  Mr Lucas was still
looking sheepish with a red face, he put some shower gel into his palm as
if this were a normal shower.

   "Will you be coming in here every game, then?" He asked.

   I carried on staring at his dick, it bounced up and down ever so
slightly as he lathered his chest.  "Yes, that's the plan."

   "I, er, will try not to be be caught like this next time, then.  It's a
little embarrassing."

   "Oh, no, it's fine, no one else can see." We continued to enjoy his
show, perhaps both wondering if this would be a weekly performance.  His
hand was reaching lower and lower as he rubbed his body and I watched as
soap suds ran through his cropped pubic hair and even along his stiff dick.
I half wondered if he was going to start masturbating in front of me, even
though I knew he wouldn't.

   "I think I might have to leave soon." I was loving the situation but I
was also conscious that Anne might notice the two of us in here alone for a
while.  I wondered if she'd think this was just good fun like earlier or
something more.  I didn't really want to answer any awkward questions.

   "Oh, of course.  Don't let me keep you."

   The nervousness and formality of what he said was quite funny given he
was naked in front of me.  I thought how many times I'd chatted to him when
groups of Becky's friends were at his house.  I'd not particularly noticed
anything about him, just another parent, though I now wondered if he hadn't
been thinking of us in a different way recently.  He must have known who I
was when he hatched his plan to give me a private show.

   I was still feeling bold and the thought of him lusting after me spurred
me on some more.  I knew I loved him being naked and nervous in front of me
and I wanted to keep that up as long as possible.  "Is Mrs Lucas coming in
later?" I usually saw them in the club together so it seemed perfectly
possible.

   "Yes.  She's, er, picking me up." It worked, he looked even more timid,
though still with his erection on display.  I held his gaze for a moment
then looked down.

   "So she might be here already, waiting?" I tried to sound casual but
spoke keeping my eyes fixed on his dick, I felt incredible, I couldn't
believe the control I seemed have over him.

   "Maybe."

   I looked back up at him.  "I won't mention my new duties to her, I don't
think."

   "No."

   "I think you've been pretty naughty, actually, showing off to me like
this, Mr Lucas." It seemed he didn't really know what to say at all now,
even his short answers fading away to nothing.  "I mean, look how hard it
is." I giggled, we were both once again staring at his penis.

   "Are you going to give it a clean?" He looked back at me with wide eyes.
"I think I might like to stay and watch that."

   "Oh, Lucy, I don't think I should.."

   I laughed as if it had been a joke.  "Don't worry, Mr Lucas, I didn't
really expect you to ..  well, you know." He looked relieved.  "Maybe next
week." I added with a giggle.

   He didn't reply.  "Oh, you don't play at home every week, do you?"

   "No, I think it might be a fortnight before our next game here.  Not
that I could ever.."

   "Of course not.  You might not even be in the shower next time.  Well,
unless you waited for me." I made sure to look him in the eye as I said the
last part.  He didn't reply.

   "It has been fun, though, hasn't it?" I let my gaze drift down again. 
"He thinks so, anyway!" With a final laugh I turned to go, I wondered if Mr
Lucas would take care of himself before he left the shower and if he did
would he be thinking of me.  It seemed likely.

   Coming out I saw Anne chatting to a few guys near the door, there were
only a few other stragglers left, all mostly dressed.  I wandered over and
she left them to join me.

   "So, how was it?"

   I decided I wouldn't share the full details of my encounter with Mr
Lucas, but I did want to talk about things with Anne.  "Oh, a bit
embarrassing, obviously.  I even saw a friend's dad in there!"

   "Really?  Naked?"

   "Yeah, naked.  I can't believe I've seen his penis, his wife is going to
be out there!" Anne was watching me intently with a smile on her face.  "I
saw other guys, too, one of them even jiggled it at me with his hand."

   "Men!" Anne laughed, she'd clearly enjoyed herself too.  "See I told you
you'd be fine."

   "I, well ..  I think I did like it, I realised after a while that they
were showing off for me a bit." I was starting to whisper a little bit. 
"It was almost like they were just little boys and I was in charge."

   "Little boys that can look pretty good though, yes?" Anne laughed again.
"You might be taking to this even better than I imagined."

   "Oh, I don't know."

   "You'll be back next time I take it?" She said, making to head back out
of the door.  I followed.

   "Yeah, but it's not for two weeks."

   "That's my girl!"



   Lucy in the Men's Changing Room Ch.  02

   The scene in the locker room stayed in my mind.  The only time I wasn't
impatient was when I was back at the club where I was on duty 4 or 5 times
in that fortnight.  There I could watch players from the team and think
about how I'd seen them naked or near naked, and how I would again.  It was
an incredible feeling of power, knowing how they'd all acted with me in
their locker room and understanding that most of them wanted to show off
but were a bit nervous or goofy about doing so.  It was especially exciting
given I'd previously felt slightly intimidated by them, even when that had
been some flattering attention from the hotter ones.

   I sometimes tried to do more than just watch them, I deliberately spent
more time nearer groups that included some of the men I'd seen naked.  I
found myself trying to give them what I hoped were knowing smiles, I even
dared to tell a few players I would see them on Sunday.  That especially
was rush but it possibly made things worse overall, I was counting the days
like I used to do for Christmas.

   One evening Mr Lucas came in with his wife for a meal.  My encounter
with him had definitely been part my locker room fun but had also felt like
something more as well.  I wasn't attracted to him, or at least I didn't
think so, but just how inappropriate it was for me to have seen him with an
erection was intoxicating.  To have such a secret and to have plans to do
it all again was by far the aspect I found the most stimulating, even more
so than possibly seeing some of the real hunks more naked next time.

   When it was time to collect their plates I couldn't help but try and
catch Mr Lucas's eye when I knew his wife couldn't see me.  I was stood
mostly behind her with their empties in my hand when I went for it.

   "So, are you playing on Sunday, Mr Lucas?"

   "Yes, I think so." I thought I could detect a hint of nervousness in his
look, but that may have just been me finding what I wanted to see.

   "I'm working the bar again afterwards."

   "Right." He did seem not in the mood for a chat.

   I smiled at him, seemingly oblivious.  "I enjoyed hanging out with the
team after the game the other week, you really see a different side of
things, don't you?"

   "I suppose." His tone was now even colder, even a hint of warning in his
voice.  I smiled even more, I knew there was nothing he could actually do.
I knew he wanted to show off for me next time anyway.

   "Well, I guess I'll see you again then." I winked at him.  "I'm looking
forward to it." I headed off to the kitchen before he could say anything
more.

   I felt even more excited the rest of my shift.  I looked back at the
Lucas's table often, now not trying to catch his eye but smiling at his
wife who I'd known for years.  To her nothing would have been particularly
amiss but I'm sure it didn't go unnoticed.

   I saw them leaving a while later and thought that my fun for the night
might be over, there were a few guys I'd noticed in the locker room left
but no one who I'd really gotten a look at.  A few moments later, though,
Mr Lucas appeared unexpectedly and gestured to me to join him stood in a
corner.

   "Oh, I thought you'd left."

   "Never mind that, what were you thinking of just then?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "You know what I mean, talking in front of my wife."

   "Relax, it wouldn't have meant anything to her, would it?  I mean, I
assume you haven't even told her how I'm collecting the orders from now on,
have you?"

   "No, of course not, but you have to be careful." He was already shifting
from mostly angry to mostly nervous.

   "I didn't do anything wrong you know, I was just doing my job." I tried
to look unconcerned.

   "Maybe, but.."

   "It's not my fault if you did something you're a little bit ashamed of,
is it?"

   "You encouraged me!"

   I laughed, I still couldn't quite believe how I was daring to act with
him but it was just so easy.  "Of course, you had no choice but to show me
your penis, did you?  Not like you could have given your order before
taking your towel off, is it?"

   He was looking at me pretty sheepishly at this point.

   "You never even told me your order, did you?  Too busy making sure I got
a good look."

   He paused for quite a while this time, looking around the bar rather
than at me.  "OK, fine, it wasn't your fault.  You just can't tell anyone
about it, OK?"

   "Why would you think I'd tell anyone?"

   "I don't know." He sounded sullen now, I worried if we left things here
he wouldn't have enthusiasm for the game in a few days.

   "Don't worry, Mr Lucas." I smiled, I tried to emphasise my body for him
in the way I stood.  "I'm sorry about speaking in front of your wife and
for just now, I just liked feeling a bit naughty that's all." I looked
coyly at him with my head bowed slightly.  "You can understand that, can't
you?"

   "I suppose."

   "I won't say anything again, I promise."

   "OK"

   "And, if you want to show me again that's fine too." I tried to sound
genuine.

   "Right, well, I don't know about that.."

   I looked up straight into his eyes.  "I think you probably do." I held
his gaze, channelling the confidence that I'd found in the shower room.

   He mumbled something indistinct then with a few looks over his shoulder
he left the bar.  I held my position and made sure he saw me looking back
at him, smiling brightly but assuredly.  I supposed he'd told his wife he
was staying for a few more and would get a lift back so now faced a long
walk home.  For some reason that gave me even more satisfaction.

   Despite my impatience the day of the game did arrive.  I found myself
taking more care with my appearance than usual, making sure my make up was
pristine and my hair looking as good as it could.  I even thought about
wearing a dark bra underneath the white top so it would be very slightly
visible, in the end that was step too far but I made sure to put on one
that made my breasts look as big and perky as possible.  I always wore
tights with the dress but decided that I would go bare legged today, so
made sure they were freshly shaved.  I wanted to look good.

   Satisfied with my appearance I was soon back in the club with Anne
waiting for the sounds of the players to tell us it was time.  She had
already told me that this week we'd see how things went with just me taking
the orders.  In contrast to last week the idea of going alone was
appealing, I could decide which parts of the room to explore in which
order.

   As soon as I heard the noise of them inside the building I set off for
the back but Anne stopped me.

   "Woah, there," she said, smiling, "give them five minutes, I agreed with
Matt to let any players that want to shower and change quickly be able to."

   "Oh, really." I must have let my disappointment show as Anne laughed.

   "You really have taken to this, haven't you?" I looked away, a tiny part
of me still a little bit embarrassed.  "Don't worry, just think what that
means, whoever is still there wants you to see them, don't they?"

   I smiled at her and sat back down to wait, I gave them until I'd heard
the door open and shut a few times and the bar clock suggested four minutes
had gone by.  This time Anne let me go.  I hurried down the corridor and
was soon pushing open the door to the home changing room.

   Anne's prediction was quickly proved right, a player I'd not
particularly noticed before was stood just to the right.  He was close
enough to immediately catch my attention and before I'd even taken in his
state of dress had pulled his towel away which turned out to be all he had
on.

   "How's about this for an order, love," he half shouted.  He quickly
shook his body so his cock and balls swung from side to side.  It was a
fairly impressive sight, with his penis large enough to flop around almost
comically.  It was over almost before it started, however, as he turned to
laugh raucously at his mates and clasped the towel in front of his cock.

   It was clear he had expected to intimidate or embarrass me, he had
probably seen me during the early part of my visit last week and decided
that a gasp of shock and me scurrying away would raise a laugh from his
friends.  As it was, although I was certainly surprised I'd stood my ground
and watched the brief show.  I now stood waiting for him to turn back, I
wanted to look as confident as Anne had last time.

   After a few chuckles he realised his friends who could see me waiting
weren't reacting quite as he'd imagined, so turned back.  I looked at him
expectantly but he just seemed slightly bemused.

   "I didn't quite catch that, you'll have to show me again." I nodded down
to where he held a towel in front of his dick.

   "What?" He didn't seem the most eloquent guy but I was beginning to see
he was not bad looking.  He was short, fairly squat and pretty big around
but it seemed mostly muscle.  His thighs particularly were huge.  His cock
had seemed quite big too.

   "I'm waiting." I said and ostentatiously looked down, I heard his mates
laugh but the player was still just staring a bit gormlessly.  I found
myself reaching out towards the towel.  "You can't be shy after that
display, can you?" I expected him to move away or stop me, but neither
happened and before I even really knew what I was doing I'd taken hold of
his wrist as if to pull his hand away.  I could feel that he wasn't tensing
the arm, it hung loosely almost as if he wanted me to expose him again.  It
seemed guys really would let me get away with a lot.

   I smiled and did what he seemed to want, pulling his hand to one side so
that his penis was visible to me once more.  I let go and he obediently
kept his hand to one side whilst I checked him out.  I nodded in an
exaggerated manner as if pleased with what I saw, before looking up to play
to the crowd.  "Of course, sausage and chips." I got the laugh I'd hoped
for.

   That was too much for the guy on display, he snapped out of it and
wrapped the towel quickly around himself.  He looked annoyed but didn't say
anything.  I looked at the group of 3 other players, most of them were bare
chested in briefs or towels.  That delightful sight inspired me.

   "OK, then, who's next?"

   I lowered my gaze to their groins and stretched out my hand as if to
expose them like I'd just exposed their friend.  My hope was that if I
acted fast and confident at least one of them would go for it.  I tried to
quickly see who was not inching away from me and it seemed like the player
to my left was holding his ground.  He was an older guy I'd seen around,
one of the forwards so tall and almost chunky.  I felt especially tiny as I
stopped in front of him, my hand already slightly reaching out to his tight
trunks which were the only thing he had on.  There was a definite bulge to
look at.

   I looked up past his hairy chest to his face, a good 8 or 9 inches above
me.  He just smiled.  Once again I found the confidence from somewhere and
moved my hand to very lightly touch the waistband.

   "Shall I take your order, sir?" I tried to be as polite and formal as
possible.

   "Of course." I saw him grin towards his friends who were silent behind
me.

   I tightened my grip and pulled the trunks out, he made no effort to stop
me getting as good a view as I could.  It was quite a sight, the first guy
who hadn't at least trimmed his pubic hair by the looks of things.

   "My word, I can hardly see for all that." I pulled the trunks out
further, eventually using two hands to get a clear view of everything he
had.  I could now easily see his dick hanging down, it was thinner and
longer than most.  As I stared at him I realised I was on my way to
becoming a real connoisseur of penises.  I looked for a few more moments
then put his underwear back.

   "Ever heard of razors?" I got another laugh from behind me.

   He shrugged.  "What can I say, I'm old school."

   "Anyway, sausage and chips for you too."

   "It'll do." I couldn't believe how simple this was, they would literally
let me pull their underpants off.  As I turned I was wondering if I could
go through the whole team today.  Sadly it seemed my fun for the moment may
be already over, the other guys in the group had started to get dressed. 
One of them had his trousers on, another was in the process and the third
had taken the opportunity to drift away from us.

   "No one else, then?" I asked, still slightly hopeful.

   The guy with his trousers on answered me good naturedly.  "No chance, my
wife would kill me if she heard about this."

   I smiled.  "Why would she hear?"

   He shook his head and laughed.  "Where were you ten years ago?"

   "You probably don't want me to answer that."

   He looked at me for another beat then, nodding his head towards the
other man, said, "we'll both have pie and chips, but we'll keep our clothes
on, I think."

   "Fine." I couldn't resist, though.  "Maybe next time."

   He smiled at me again but said no more, I realised it was my cue to move
on.  I wondered if I would get to see anything more next week, the
remaining two guys were hardly the greatest looking on the team but I
wanted to see as many cocks as I could.  Or, as I was starting to realise,
wanted to have as many naked guys under my control as possible.

   I took orders from a few more players, sadly no opportunities to see
more presented themselves and I had to content myself with bare chests and
one player in a pair of tiny briefs.  I made sure he could see me checking
him out but he seemed slightly oblivious to it.  Letting me look was one
thing but it was nowhere near as interesting as the cheeky banter I'd just
shared, or the nervous tension with Mr Lucas last week.

   Speaking of Mr Lucas, I had seen him out of the corner of my eye earlier
on.  He still had his kit on at that point so I deliberately avoided him so
he could once again join me in the shower.  When I'd taken all the orders
apart from his that was where I headed.  I hoped everyone would soon get to
know my intended pattern and this way would give those who wanted to be in
there with me every chance to make it happen.

   At the entrance I half bumped into a player also making his way inside,
I could see he was dressed in just a towel.

   "Oh, sorry." He mumbled.

   I turned and saw a younger player, he was smaller than most though still
nicely muscular.  He looked unsure, our meeting could have been a genuine
mistake on his part.  I gestured for him to go ahead in front of me.  Even
if it hadn't been his intention I obviously wanted to give him the
opportunity to be naked for me.

   He hesitated, however.  "Er, I'll just give you my order now, shall I?"

   I shrugged.  "If you like."

   "Well, fish and chips, please."

   "OK." I stayed where I was, still clearly set for him to go ahead of me.
He still didn't move, keeping the uncertain look as if wondering why I
hadn't moved on.

   "I still need to follow you in, there's more orders to take." I gestured
inside, through the steam we could see there were at least one or two other
players in there.  I was trying to make it seem as routine as possible.

   "Oh, right.."

   I saw his hand go to his towel but he still hesitated.  I once again
found inspiration, keeping my casual tone I held out a hand towards him. 
"I can hang that up for you, if you like."

   The hooks were just as accessible to us both, but I held my pose as if
him handing me his towel was the most natural thing in the world.  I waited
in anticipation for a few moments before he went with it.

   "OK." He looked down nervously and started to undo the knot, I smiled
internally as his towel fell away and another guy knowingly exposed his
cock to me.  He acted fairly hurriedly but still smiled politely as he
handed it over.  I took as good a look at his penis as I could, it was
quite small and shrivelled but his body overall was very attractive.  I
then turned to hang his towel on the wall, before following his beautifully
taut and also naked backside into the showers.

   Inside was a bit of an anti climax, the player I'd just exposed headed
to past the only other two guys in there.  They were on either side of the
shower but both had their backs to me.  They had probably heard the
exchange as they both told me their orders without me having to ask, one of
them was the younger player from last week.  As I watched the water run
over his perfectly formed arse I wondered if both of them had been hoping
to have me alone in here.  It was a nice thought, but it didn't stop me
from being disappointed.  Even as I waited a good few seconds after saying,
"I guess I'll be going," neither of them turned or spoke to me some more.
As I left I also realised that Mr Lucas hadn't been in there.

   I looked around and saw him actually dressed and about to leave, it
seemed like he must have skipped a shower completely.  I had all the orders
except his so I hurried to catch him as he left.

   "I don't have your order yet, Mr Lucas!"

   I started the sentence as I was following him through the door and
finished it as he turned to look at me out in the corridor.

   "Oh, right.  I was just going to place it at the bar."

   I wondered what he was up to, I feigned exaggerated disappointment.  "At
the bar!  Didn't you want to give it to me in there?"

   He was looking nervous and as if he wanted to leave, but at the same
time was clearly keeping the conversation going.  "I saw you take a few
orders, actually.  In quite an unusual way."

   We had wandered on to my favourite topic, which seemed promising.  "Oh,
you saw that?  Jealous, were you?"

   He spluttered a little.  "What, no?"

   I stepped closer to him.  "Like I said, you can show me yours whenever
you like.  Maybe I can take your order now." His nervousness was like a
drug, I made as if to reach for his belt but he quickly stepped backwards.

   "Lucy, come on.  Not in the corridor." He looked around him.

   I saw my opening.  "Oh, OK, where shall we do it?"

   "I'll give my order at the bar."

   "You know what I mean."

   "I, er, I don't know." He shook his head.  "I mean, come on, I've got
ready now and.."

   "You didn't have a shower, though, did you?"

   "No, I was fine this week, and.."

   "You were worried you might bump into me?"

   "Maybe."

   "Well, tough luck, you have to have one.  You'll just have to go back in
there."

   "Yeah, right."

   "You can't go home to Mrs Lucas stinking from the mud and sweat of
rugby. No chance."

   "Come on, Lucy."

   I ignored him and carried on.  "And of course I'll have to supervise you
this time.  We can't have you forgetting or wandering off before you finish
properly again, can we?"

   "Don't be stupid.  Anyway, you can't go back in now, what would the rest
of the team think?"

   "That's a good point, I can't be bothered to explain it all to them." I
sighed as if lost in thought.  Ridiculously Mr Lucas stayed where he was,
it seemed his resolve to not get involved with me again was not too strong.

   "I know, I'll be able to take a break in a little while.  Everyone will
be out by then so we can go back for your shower." I smiled at him, he was
looking worried but still didn't leave.  "Yes, that'll work."

   Mr Lucas took on a slightly pained look now, he checked behind himself
again.  "I can't, how can I explain that?" When he said that I knew I had
him, he was wondering what his wife was going to think when he came back. I
was still slightly amazed at how much these guys seemed to want to get
naked in front of me but I was certainly beginning to learn how to exploit
it.

   "Just say the truth, that you didn't have chance for a shower but are
going back for one.  Why would she care?"

   He was just staring at me now.

   "I mean, don't tell her I'll be there too, obviously."

   "Lucy, I.."

   I didn't know if he was going to try and get out of it, but I didn't
give him the chance.

   "No more excuses." I said firmly.  I walked past him to the door to the
bar.  "Meet me in there in fifteen minutes, OK?" I walked out without
waiting for a reply.

   The next quarter of an hour passed in a blur.  I handed in the orders,
collected a few glasses and served a few meals.  I could see Mr Lucas sat
with his wife but tried to pay him no attention, I didn't want him trying
to signal to me that he wouldn't be able to make our rendez-vous.  I tried
to tell myself he wouldn't anyway so as to not be disappointed, it seemed
ridiculous that he would except for how much it felt like he had wanted to
out in the corridor.  I tried not think about what exactly I'd make him do
if he did show up.

   I'd pre-warned Anne so when the fifteen minutes were up I said I was
taking my break and went to head back to the staff room.  Luckily it was
off the same corridor as the changing room so no one saw anything unusual
when I headed there instead.  I listened at the door, it seemed deserted so
I went inside.  I was right, there was no one there so I sat down to wait.

   As it happened I didn't need to wait long, Mr Lucas had done as I told
him and quietly opened the door to slide inside a minute or so later.  He
saw me sat by the wall and hesitatingly made his way the short distance
over.  I saw he was carrying his kit bag.

   "Oh, good, you brought your stuff."

   "I had to, I told Jenny I was going for a shower."

   I smiled at him, ignoring the slight implication that perhaps he had
lied to his wife.  "Shall we get started?"

   "Look, Lucy, I don't know what you think is going to happen, but we need
to put a stop to this."

   "Coming back here to meet me is a funny way to put a stop to things."

   "I just wanted to let you know."

   I looked at him, he returned my look slightly nervously.  He still
wasn't making to leave but I knew I needed something more to get him to
take his clothes off again.  After a little while I stood up, I tried to
channel how I'd felt when I saw half dressed guys earlier check me out and
I'd felt totally in control.  I stepped closer, willing him to start
appreciating my body in the tight outfit.

   "You waited for me especially last week, didn't you?"

   "What?  I, er, no, of course not"

   I smiled, at him and looked down at my cleavage, there wasn't much skin
showing but the shape of my breasts was easy to see.  "I don't blame you,
I've noticed quite a few older guys staring at me the last few months." I
could see him following my gaze with his eyes.  "I mean, I do have fairly
big breasts, don't I?" I looked back up at him, he quickly glanced up
looking even more slightly terrified.

   "You're a friend of my daughter!"

   I moved closer again and held his look for a moment, then turned my back
to him letting my bum graze his body ever so slightly.  The top of his
thighs, I think.

   "Exactly, and so you thought there was nothing you could do.  No way I'd
be interested in an older guy like you, anyway, not when I could spend my
time with younger, hotter guys."

   I sat back down, he was watching me closely.

   "Then you saw me in the changing rooms and you couldn't help yourself,
could you?  Thought you'd get a quick thrill by showing off for the
teenager you fantasise about."

   "I, er, I mean...  It wasn't like that."

   "No?"

   "I didn't mean for things to go that far, I just.."

   I'd been sounding very serious, very aloof, it seemed to be doing the
trick but I realised I didn't want him too upset and remorseful.  I sat up
straighter and tried to act slightly more cheerful again.

   "Oh, don't worry, Mr Lucas.  I'm fine with it." I smiled, hopefully
naughtily.  "You're right, I wouldn't look twice at a guy like you.  I
didn't look twice at you, in fact, but seeing you all in the locker room,
that was different.  Having you all do what I tell you, even when I tell
you to do things so naughty." I giggled.  "Seeing your cocks." I laughed
and paused, letting that sink in, but I carried on.  "All you guys
practically naked and me watching, it was just so wrong it was an amazing
rush."

   "OK, but we can't do what we did again.."

   "Oh, I think we can." I got up again and moved towards him.  "I mean,
you're not going to leave, are you." I was acting totally on instinct, his
permanently scared expression driving me to be ever more daring.  My heart
was beating at a tremendous rate, and I realised we were at a crucial
moment.  I stopped in front of him, my boobs just a few centimetres from
his body.  I waited a tiny moment then put one hand on his belt lightly.

   "I bet I could just take these off if I wanted." I waited, he wouldn't
meet my eyes but as I'd predicted he made no effort to stop me or move
away. I pulled the belt strap loose until it unbuckled, then, using both
hands, slipped it apart and undid the button on his jeans.  I paused again.

   "Thought so." I carried on staring at him, I couldn't believe I was
daring to act like this but it was so exciting I felt slightly sick. 
"Shall I carry on?" I didn't know exactly what I wanted to do with him, but
having him so completely in my power was addictive.  After a few moments he
nodded, still not really looking at me.

   I smiled, "OK, then." I unzipped him and tugged at the top of his
trousers, he helped slightly and they slid down around his thighs.  I stood
back, nodding to his shoes and he quickly slipped them both off along with
his socks.  I took the time to check out his black, fairly tight boxer
shorts before I moved back in to help him take his jeans off completely.  I
yanked them down past his knees and he took them off each leg.

   I stepped in close again, my mind was a bit of a whirl but I felt sexier
and more in command than ever.  I lifted the bottom of his t shirt up, he
got the idea and pulled it up over his head.  I stared at his chest close
up, it was pale and a little bit saggy, nothing like the toned bodies of
some of the other guys but I didn't care for the moment.  I put my hands
down to rest just above his underwear.

   "You know, Mr Lucas, you'll be the fourth guy who's let me get their
dick out today." I slipped one hand lightly into the waistband.  "You guys
are too easy." I slid it around a little inside his pants and then tugged
outwards, still looking up at his face.  "You know I'm probably just going
to look, don't you?" He nodded again, he looked almost hypnotised.  I
smirked at him.  "Well then, let's get on with it."

   I looked down, his penis was already visible to me in the gap I was
creating.  I glanced back up with a pretend shocked expression my face,
"oh, Mr Lucas, I can see your penis!" He didn't really react but just
stared into my eyes from up close.  "That's what you want, though, isn't
it?" I brought up my other hand and started to pull his underwear down, I
left them around mid thigh and he completed the job himself whilst I
stepped back to watch his dick jiggling as he tugged them off.

   He straightened up, his cock was not as big or hard as it had gotten
last week, but it looked far larger than the ones I'd seen earlier.  He
looked nervously at me then at the floor.

   "Not as excited to see me as last time, then?" I asked, playfully.

   He looked confused, "sorry?"

   "It's not as big as I remember." I held his look for a moment then moved
my eyes downwards.  "Though it might be getting there!" It already seemed
firmer and bigger though was still dangling down rather than pointing out
towards me.

   Without thinking I moved back closer, "does it need a bit of
encouragement?" I kept a bit of space between us and put my hands lightly
on his chest, I grinned then moved my hands very slowly lower.  I had no
real intention of touching him down there, I was still just trying to
tease, but in truth I wasn't really thinking things through before acting
any more.

   As I carried on, my hands going very slowly, I looked down.  I could see
the effect I was having on him, his cock was hardening before my eyes.  I
watched in slight awe as it rose high enough for the head to rest very
gently against the waist of my skirt, I was so delighted with the sight I
didn't really think about getting out of the way.

   I put my hands to either side of his body just above the hips and
stepped backwards slightly.  I almost absent mindedly traced a hand across
his lower abdomen and back as his dick carried on rising.  Soon enough it
was stood at what seemed like full attention, I looked back up, smiling. 
"Well, it didn't need much help from me after all.  What a pity."

   "God, Lucy." He sounded almost in pain.

   I caught his eyes once again.  "Did you think I was going to grab it?"

   He looked at me, still looking a bit frightened and unsure.  He shook
his head a little.

   "You hoped I would, I'm sure."

   He bravely tried to change the subject.  "I need to get back to my wife
soon."

   I glanced between his face and his dick.  "No, not yet."

   An image popped in to my head and I realised I had to try it.  I sat
back down on the bench facing him, he looked ever so slightly ridiculous, a
middle aged guy naked with a hard on and with a slightly confused look on
his face.  I once again marvelled at what I was getting away with, I
wondered what might happen if Mrs Lucas or Becky, my friend, found us.  The
idea was terrifying but also a little bit exciting.

   I stretched out one leg towards him with my foot, still in the shoe,
arching towards his penis.  It didn't quite reach so I beckoned him
forward, he didn't move.  "Oh come on, I won't hurt you, I promise."

   "Lucy, I.."

   "You wanted me to touch it, didn't you?"

   He moved forwards, he seemed resigned to obeying me which suited me
fine. I had no real idea why I had thought of this, but it seemed both
slightly funny and something that would tease Mr Lucas.  I stretched out my
leg again and brought my foot up gently beneath his cock, which was still
straining outwards from his body.  I let it lightly rest underneath his
shaft for a moment, then raised my leg a few times to bounce his hard dick
up and down.

   I giggled and looked up at him.  "I don't know why, but this is fun." I
put my leg further forwards and repeated the move, this time very gently
raising his balls as well.  I laughed some more as his cock bounced in
front of me.  He finally stepped back, ending my amusement.  Perhaps I'd
pushed him too far.

   "Spoilsport!"

   "Lucy, this is ridiculous."

   I looked at him a bit more seriously.  "Yes, it is a bit, but you're the
one naked."

   He shook his head again.  "I'm going to have a shower." I smiled a
little bit to myself, even after all that he wasn't trying to get dressed
or asking me to leave.  I decided to see just how far I could go, it felt
like I was really establishing that I could make him do whatever I wanted.

   "Do you not want me to help you out with that first?" I nodded down to
his penis which was still on full display.

   He looked at me.  "I'm sorry?"

   I tried for even more seriousness.  "You know what I mean." I sat
forwards as if expecting him to approach me.

   He looked to the shower and then to the door, as if wondering how to
escape.  "Come on, don't pretend you don't want me to."

   I could see in his eyes I'd won, he stepped gingerly forwards and I
waited until he stood in front of me, his dick inches away.  I smiled up at
him then brought both hands up to once again rest on his hips, then I
trailed one across to hover just beneath his cock.  I let my fingers coil
around it as if about to grasp his shaft, but I left them still not quite
touching it.

   "Shall I use my hand?"

   "Yes."

   I slaughed, but brought my hand to the tip of his cock and then used
just my index finger to raise the head.  I'd done it on instinct but it was
the first time I'd touched his penis skin to skin.  I tried not to dwell
too much and carried on with the vague plan, bringing my head down so it
was now angled towards my lips.  I opened my mouth for a moment, then
spoke.

   "Or maybe I should use my mouth, would you prefer that?" I tried to keep
the pose but raised my eyes to his, he was silent as if holding his breath.
He had a very strange but intense expression on his face.  He nodded ever
so slightly.

   Sadly for him I'd gone as far as I wanted, any further with him didn't
really appeal at that moment.  I took away my finger, his dick bounced
slightly as I sat back up.  I changed my tone to a business like one. 
"Actually, no, I don't think so.  Best if you sort it out yourself in the
shower."

   "Oh, Lucy, please." He sounded slightly desperate, he'd let himself go
for just a little moment.  I smiled and stood up.

   "No, I don't think so, not today." I walked past him towards the door.
"What would your wife think?!"

   At the exit I turned back, he was still stood where I'd left him, still
naked and erect with a sad look on his face.

   I smiled, "see you next time, Mr Lucas!"