She then got back to work on my problem and my modest pubescent cock stayed rock hard in my thin cotton shorts. It took about 10 minutes longer before the dust was out of my eye. Boy, did it feel better! And the view was fantastic. So here I am, sitting on the toilet seat and she is standing there topless in her Daisy Dukes. I wanted to be staring at her tits, but it became pretty awkward now that she was not fixated on my eye. Instead, I stared at the crotch of her jean shorts. They were tight enough that she had a pretty nice camel toe going on there. She must have sensed my awkwardness. My dick was pointing towards my belly button and must have been obvious.
We both were still dirty and sweaty. She unbuttoned and unzipped her tiny shorts, hooked her thumbs in the waistband, and shoved her shorts and white cotton panties to the floor. The next thing she said surprised me even more. “Come on, let’s save some water.” And she reached into the shower and turned on the hot water. She’s now naked, bent over adjusting the water temp, and I’m sitting there looking at her bare ass with my jaw hitting the floor. She got the temp where she wanted it and looked back at me and down at the hardon in my shorts. She said, “Look, Jeff. We don’t have much time. If you want in on this, get naked and get in here.” And she stepped into the shower.