I’ve always been told that moving to a new city can be a lonely experience.

Just about one month ago I found out it’s true. Philadelphia is known as the City of Brotherly Love, but I found that title to be a bit of a misnomer.

Then, as luck would have it, things brightened up. One night while taking a cold shower (after having been shot down all night at local bars) I noticed that the blinds were raised. Anyone outside in the dark could see right into my shower. I must admit this turned me on. I had never given anyone a free show before, so I figured if anyone was interested they could watch.

I soaped up and rinsed, gently rubbing past my member every so often to keep him springy. As I dried myself off, I engaged in some slow massaging masturbation. There was no climax, mind you; anyone who was interested would have to find me.

Well, it turned out that I did have an audience that night. The next evening when I came home from work there was a rose and a little note lying on my doormat. “Hey, shower stud,” the note read, “just happened to be home last night, and I couldn’t help but notice your performance. Whether or not it was intentional, I’ve got to let you know that you had me sitting on a drenched pillow by the time you were done. You seemed so relaxed, you made me feel the same way. I had a very exciting solo session just thinking about you. My name is Mary, and I’d love for you to call me.”

I’m not sure how this woman figured out my apartment number from her building, but did I care? I called her, and we went out the following Friday.

Since we were strangers (albeit horny ones) we decided to keep it safe and meet at an outdoor bar and grill. As soon as I saw the lean green-eyed beauty I knew it had to be her. She had long, wavy auburn hair, a nice curvy but tight figure, and a cute face. Her short skirt looked as if it was painted on. She said she recognized me by the way my jeans hugged my shapely ass. Though I was flattered, I’m sure it had more to do with the shirt I’d said I’d be wearing.

Anyway, from the moment we ordered drinks we couldn’t stop staring at each other. We made sexy eyes all during dinner, and barely made it through dessert. As soon as I paid the bill she grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s go back to your place and give some other lucky person a show.”

Back at my apartment I could hardly control myself. Mary looked down at me and said, “Let’s give that guy some air, okay?” She unzipped my jeans to release my throbbing cock. Her eyes widened. She bent down and gave me a quick teasing lick. “Let’s run the water hot and steamy,” she said more seductively than any phone-sex voice I’d ever heard. We both stripped all the way. She entered the bathroom and ran a hot bath for us. While waiting for the tub to fill, I began kissing her breasts. Her nipples stood at attention, almost mimicking my swollen soldier. I lowered my head and began brushing her pubes with my face.

When the tub was full, she entered first. She beckoned for me to follow, first with her seductive eyes, then with her finger, and finally her tongue. I was standing in the tub facing her. She approached, splashing the hot water a bit. She took me in whole. She sucked and licked with great fervor. I ran my fingers through her hair and pulled her head in closer. Her hands massaged my balls and ass.

Mary looked up at me with the naughtiest of eyes. Then she pouted like a child denied a promised treat. It was enough of a hint. Mary sat in the steamy tub with her legs bent and apart. I dove in head first. Lapping up her warm pussy was heavenly. I never realized how long you can hold your breath if it’s important enough. I gave her short licks in the same direction; she moaned. I gave her long, circular licks while fingering her ass; she moaned louder. I shoved my tongue in her as deep as I could while stroking her clitoris; she screamed.

We were both primed and ready to go. I pulled the drain stopper to lower the water level. Then I turned on the shower, nice and hot. We looked at each other with lustful passion. Then, right in front of my window, we went at it. Mary put one leg up on the rim of the tub so she could mount me. I grabbed her by the waist and just pumped away. I almost couldn’t tell if the steam was from the shower or from us. Mary moaned, and then said, “Are you sure everyone can see us?” I told her, “This is just where I was when you spotted me.” She smiled as I continued to move in and out of her with hard thrusts.

As I felt myself ready to come, I asked her, “How should we set up the finale?” Knowing exactly what I meant, Mary got off me, bent down, and pumped my cock so that my hot load spurted all over her heaving breasts. It was pure ecstasy for both of us. We melted and sat soaking in the tub, laughing, for hours. As much as we enjoyed it, the guy we heard yelling from across the way must have also had a fun time.