Melanie came racing onto the field.  “John, I am so sorry.  I got here as soon as I could.  I am just getting off a double shift at the hospital and am exhausted,” she said.

“Relax, Melanie.  It’s an easy practice today.  Half the boys are on a field trip, so it’ll be an easy day in the locker room as well.  Look, there’s a couch in my office.  Why don’t you go in there and rest until we get done with practice,” John said.

“Oh my God, I would love that.  If I doze off, just wake me.  Please!” she said.

Melanie went into the boys’ locker room and made her way into the Coach’s office.  The couch was littered with dirty shirts, shorts, socks, and a couple jock straps.  “Now I know why the boys are a mess!” she thought to herself.  She tossed all the dirty clothes into a basket and lay down, intending to just catch her breath from a long day at work.

Once practice was over, the boys and Coach made their way to the locker room.  While the boys all stripped naked and showered, John headed towards his office, where he found Melanie in a deep sleep. 

“Melanie?  Melanie?” he said.

There was no response other than long, deep breaths.  John thought it odd that she seemed to be smiling.  And then he looked again and saw her palm unconsciously slowly rubbing her vagina over her shorts.  He took another look, and he could see the unmistakable wet spot, giving away the nature of her dream.

“Well, it must quite a dream she’s having,” John thought. 

As the last of the boys were getting dressed and going home, John stripped naked and headed for the shower to clean up before going home.  He took a nice, long, relaxing, warm shower.  He grabbed a towel, dried off, and surveyed the locker room.  “Hmmm, not too bad today.  Maybe the boys are learning to clean up after themselves,” he thought.  John threw his towel into the basket and decided to clean up the remaining towels and clothes left on the floor.  He assumed that Melanie would be too tired to do anything today.

John walked naked into his office and sat down on the opposite end of the couch and looked over his notes from today’s practice.  The force of him sitting down was enough to disturb Melanie’s sleep.  Her eyes opened. With a big stretch of her arms, she looked over and asked, “John, what time is it?”

“Almost 5:00 o’clock,” he said.

Melanie jumped up and said, “I’m late.  I have to clean the locker room and get home to make dinner.  And you are naked!”

“Relax, Mel, I took care of it all,” John said.  “And as I recall from your stories of when we were in school, you’ve already seen everything I’ve got.  But it looks like you had a pleasant dream,” he said, looking down at her shorts.

Melanie glanced down at her crotch and gasped in horror.  “Oh God! I am so embarrassed, John. I just…”

“Mel, you were rubbing yourself when I came in earlier.  It’s OK, we’re adults, and we’re longtime friends! So now I get to see a little sticky wet spot on your shorts.  Seems like you still have an advantage over me,” he said. 

“Ugh!  I can’t go home like this!”

“Listen, slip them off, and I’ll hang them up to dry.  They should be dry in a little while, and then you’ll be good to go.”

Melanie realized that she really had no choice.  Trying to protect her modesty, she turned away from John. She reluctantly pulled her shorts down her long legs and handed them to John without facing him.

“I think I’ll need the panties, too,” John said.  That lace must be soaked as well.

“Oh, I just can’t believe this,” Melanie said as she slipped off her panties and handed them to John without turning around.  She did her best to sit on the couch, covering her pussy.

“Hey, Melanie, we are old friends, and we are adults. It is just us here.  The boys are gone, and I locked the door,” John said.

“I’m just so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be silly,” John said. “Trust me, as a boy I had more than my share of sticky, wet underwear.  My mom had to wash my clothes almost every single day.”

Melanie finally started to relax and placed her arms at her side.

“Well now we are almost even,” John said pointing to her top.  “I get to see you almost naked!”

Melanie laughed for the first time about her situation.  “It sounds like you are pouting.  Seeing me like this isn’t enough? Fine, here you go!” she said as she pulled her top over her head and threw it in John’s face.  “Naked enough now?”

“Plenty naked, Melanie,” John whispered.  “I never knew you had such a great body.”

“Well, why didn’t we ever date?” Melanie asked.

“I guess I always had that on-again-off-again relationship with Tara, and you know how possessive she was,” John said.

“I remember,” Melanie said.  “And if we are being honest, I was so glad that she was in the other PE class.”

“Why?  You were always more athletic than she was,” John said.  “You could beat her in anything.”

“Had nothing to do with athletic prowess,” Melanie said.  “If she was in the locker room at the same time as us, she would never have let us watch you in the shower through that crack in the wall!”

“So, you weren’t kidding about that?  You really watched the guys naked in the shower?

“Not the guys.  YOU!  We watched you!  Come on, you know that you had the biggest cock in the class.  You saw the other guys.  Admit it, you were big!  You had the biggest cock, the biggest balls, the most pubic hair—and you were the most muscular.”

“I guess I was on the bigger side.”

“It was always a fight to see who got to watch you.  Hell, some of the female teachers got to see you!”

“No way!  Which teachers?”

“Remember Mrs. Crockett, the English teacher?  She came into the locker room once to use the bathroom and heard a commotion coming from the showers.  She saw us peering through the hole and insisted on knowing what was going on.”

“Shit, no, not Mrs. Crockett.  Wasn’t she like 50 years old?” John asked.

“Probably, but when she took one look through that hole, she was hooked.  All she could say was, ‘Damn, that Johnny Roscoe is massive!’”

“You mean that when I was sitting in her math class, she had seen me naked just 15 minutes earlier?”

“As a jaybird!”

“Oh, how embarrassing!  Did anyone else see me?”

“Well even Coach Barnes watched you!”

“Coach Barnes?  I thought she was a lesbian,” John said.

“Maybe she was bisexual, because she sure liked watching you naked.”

John and Melanie both got more comfortable with their nakedness and sat across from each other lengthwise on the sofa.

“My feet are killing me.  I was standing for 16 hours straight working a double shift,” Melanie complained.

“Here, let me help.  Put your legs up here,” John said.

John took Melanie’s left foot and began massaging it.  As he worked her left foot, her right foot rested against his growing cock. 

“Mmmm, this feels good,” Melanie cooed.  “The locker room talk among the girls was always about your cock.  We would guess how it felt hard.  How it felt soft.  What you would feel like inside us.”

“Damn, you girls are dirty.  Haha.  I guess Tara protected me from all you sex maniacs!” John said.

“Yeah, she protected your virtue.  Sadly,” Melanie said.

“This feels so good, John,” Melanie said with a sigh.  “I needed this so badly.”

“Foot massages are my specialty,” John said.

“Oh, the massage is nice, but I meant my other foot,” Melanie said as she playfully wiggled her foot against John’s cock.  John looked down to see his penis flopping back and forth as Melanie’s foot rubbed against it.

“Yep, that’s the John Roscoe cock that I remember seeing in the locker room,” Melanie said.

“Yeah, that does feel pretty good,” John said. 

As he watched his penis swaying back and forth, he could feel it begin to grow.  And with all that attention to his cock, John’s foot massage became more aggressive as he began massaging her ankle, then her calf, and worked his hands up to her thigh.

“Hey, I have an idea.  Let’s move over to the therapy tub.  I’ll go fill it with nice warm water.  We can go have a shower while it fills.  From the looks of your pubes, they are all matted down and sticky.  I’ll help you in the shower.”

“John, you’re embarrassing me.  Stop talking about my situation.  Like my pubes!” Melanie said.

John ran the water in the therapy tub and led Melanie to the showers.  He warmed the water and grabbed the handheld sprayer.  Melanie stood there fully aware of her nakedness and being exposed in front of her former classmate.  Once the water warmed, John filled his hand with soap and aimed the sprayer at Melanie’s breasts. She stood with her eyes closed as he slowly massaged her breasts.  With her arms relaxed at her sides, she could feel John’s cock occasionally brushing against them as the warm water gently fell down her body.

John moved to her side and aimed the sprayer lower on her body.  Melanie closed her eyes tightly and breathed deeply.  Melanie felt John’s cock and pubic hair brushing against the back of her hand.  The water warmed her pussy as the force of the spray felt good.  The water tickled and tingled her pussy.  Melanie opened her eyes and turned her hand around placing John’s thick cock into her grasp.  She slowly squeezed it, which drew a devilish smile as John looked directly into her eyes. 

John dropped the sprayer and moved in front of Melanie.  Lost in a magical trance, Melanie leaned in to kiss John.  John reached down and startled her as he gently massaged her vagina.  He ran his fingers through her pubic hair and gently tugged them.  With his forefinger, John circled her labia.  Moving his open palm over her pussy, he brushed her labia with his thumb and gently applied pressure. He stroked her pussy with his thumb as if he were strumming a guitar.

She relaxed and reached down to push John’s middle and forefinger inside her.  They kissed as John thrust his fingers inside Melanie.  She squirmed in pleasure, as she collapsed into John’s arms.  John was relentless and stopped thrusting only to give her clit the extra attention she desired.  Each time John gently pinched her clitoris Melanie let out a gasp.  She was panting and out of breath as John worked her pussy.  She was so well-lubricated that John’s wet fingers easily moved in and out of her body.

Melanie could resist no longer.  The fact that this was the naked boy who she lusted after for four years of high school through a quarter-sized hole in the shower wall was not lost on her.  Pushing him back, his fingers came loose with an audible pop, and she got on her knees in front of him.  Facing his hard cock, the one she fantasized about for years since high school, she began licking the sides around his low-hanging balls with his hardening cock flopping against her forehead.  Melanie gently bit his testicles and tugged on them.  He liked her biting him.  The sprayer was still flailing uncontrollably as the water randomly wet John and Melanie.  Melanie released his balls and grabbed his cock with her left hand, licking the length of his cock from the base to the tip.  Her right hand rubbed her pussy as she tasted John’s manhood.  When she got to the tip, she put her mouth over just the head and let her tongue swirl around the groove where the head meets the shaft.  The salty taste told Melanie that John was precumming in response to her efforts to satisfy him and her long-deferred desires.

Melanie opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to relax her throat.  She attempted to take the length of his penis in her mouth.  She was able to take all but the last inch or two.  John was long and thick.  She had only ever seen his cock soft in the high school showers.  Even in that state, it hung down well below his balls.  As impressive as he was soft, she assumed, well, she hoped, that he was a grower.  John did not disappoint.

Melanie expertly worked his cock until he started breathing fast and heavy.  She wanted him inside her pussy and to feel his warm semen fill her up.  Melanie released his cock and stood up.  She grabbed his hard, steel rod and shoved it into her pussy as she thrust her tongue into his mouth.  John wasn’t used to being with such a dominant woman, nor did he expect Melanie to be so controlling.  He had no complaints.

John only had a dozen quick, hard thrusts left in him before he exploded inside Melanie.  As strong and athletic as he was, he collapsed in Melanie’s arms like a boy.  All of his energy was spent, and he was exhausted.  As he came around and could stand on his own, he looked at Melanie and kissed her.  They held each other tightly and stood there silently with the only sound being the water overflowing from the therapy tub.

“Oh my God, the tub!” John said as he raced over to shut the water off.  He stood in the tub with his cock still hard. 

“Come on, Mel, the water’s great!” he said.

Melanie walked over splashing through the water on the floor.  She took his hand and stepped in.  John sat down and extended his legs in the tub as Melanie sat down on his lap.  John wrapped his arms around Melanie as the water spilled over the edge of the tub.  Melanie rested her arms on his muscular legs.  John let his hand drop down to Melanie’s lap and just laid his hand over her pussy, casually passing his thumb over her pubic hair and the other fingers playing softly with her clit.  They soaked in silence as their breathing quickly became synchronized with each other’s.