"Is the water warm?" Peter asked the stranger, hoping that this man hadn't noticed his downward glance. The forty-something smiled at Peter,
"I'd say its quite ... hot."
"Oh, that's good. You never know," Peter replied, thinking his small talk might stop him blushing.
"I usually know," the stranger replied. "I've not seen you here before - I'm Ben."
"Hello Ben, Peter. I'd better go for that shower before my swim. Perhaps catch you around sometime?" Peter noticed Ben assessing Peter's body, and thought he saw a twinkle in Ben's eyes.
"You know, Peter, I'm not sure I am completely through with the showers. I forgot to wash my hair." Peter looked at Ben. Ben didn't have any hair to speak of; well, not on his head. Lots of chest hair though, and Peter looked at the thick forest around his penis. Was Ben trying to pick him up? Surely not: Peter was wearing a wedding ring. Peter smiled and padded to the showers. |