Dave4play83
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It had been a long, hot summer and today was no exception, with the thermometer once again pushing up to the mid 30*C. Not that he was complaining, the hotter it got the less women wore and that was fine by him. Earlier in the day he had particularly enjoyed walking along the High Street behind a very attractive, leggy, young woman, in extremely short tight denim shorts. In fact the image of her wiggling arse had not shifted from his mind all day, and as he got ready to leave the stuffy office he found his mind drifting into fantasy once again. He felt his cock twitch in his pin stripe trousers. Shaking the fantasy out of his head he made for his car, outside the heat was oppressive.
He needed to cool off, and decided to go straight from work to take a dip in the local pool. He always carried a gym bag with spare shorts just in case he felt the urge. He tried to swim at least twice a week and had been doing so for the last 6 months. As he undressed himself he noted the improvement this regular exercise had had on his body; his stomach was flat, his shoulders broad, his arms becoming muscular and his arse (what he could see of it) seemed tighter. He was actually becoming quite proud of his 6ft frame.
As he stood naked in the cubical his mind once again drifted; the woman from the high street, slowly sliding down her shorts, underneath a small black thong, she bent down to remove the shorts from around her ankles, looking back at him with a seductive smile as she did so. He suddenly realised he hadn't actually seen her face, he also became aware that his cock had become almost fully erect, his balls tight as his swollen member twitched in the warm clammy air.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered to himself, as he pulled his loose shorts carefully over his engorged appendage, “Get a grip.” Once again he shook the fantasy out of his head, and giving himself a few minutes exited the cubical and made for the pool.
The water was refreshingly cool and the pool surprisingly non too busy. It was an adults only session so there were just around a dozen or so people swimming up and down the lanes. He picked the quietest lane and set of on a gentle breast stroke, just enjoying the cool water against his body.
He needed to cool off, and decided to go straight from work to take a dip in the local pool. He always carried a gym bag with spare shorts just in case he felt the urge. He tried to swim at least twice a week and had been doing so for the last 6 months. As he undressed himself he noted the improvement this regular exercise had had on his body; his stomach was flat, his shoulders broad, his arms becoming muscular and his arse (what he could see of it) seemed tighter. He was actually becoming quite proud of his 6ft frame.
As he stood naked in the cubical his mind once again drifted; the woman from the high street, slowly sliding down her shorts, underneath a small black thong, she bent down to remove the shorts from around her ankles, looking back at him with a seductive smile as she did so. He suddenly realised he hadn't actually seen her face, he also became aware that his cock had become almost fully erect, his balls tight as his swollen member twitched in the warm clammy air.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered to himself, as he pulled his loose shorts carefully over his engorged appendage, “Get a grip.” Once again he shook the fantasy out of his head, and giving himself a few minutes exited the cubical and made for the pool.
The water was refreshingly cool and the pool surprisingly non too busy. It was an adults only session so there were just around a dozen or so people swimming up and down the lanes. He picked the quietest lane and set of on a gentle breast stroke, just enjoying the cool water against his body.