A few years ago I rented a beautiful home from a 65 year old gentleman in a suburban neighborhood in North Phoenix. The home featured a very private fenced backyard with a pool and a terrific mountain view. This was a large home and my landlord asked if it would be ok if he kept a small office in one of the rooms down the hall and this reduced my rent so I politely agreed. The home was also fully furnished and very well decorated all the way down to the monthly magazines that would grace the coffee tables. I moved into the home and really enjoyed this new space even though my schedule kept me away and busy.
Not long after one evening I sat down to relax and noticed that some of the magazines on the coffee tables featured men's clothing and very nice under garments I was not educated on. I didn't pay much attention too these prior to this time. Soon I noticed how much I enjoyed the new space and comfort to masturbate both in and outdoors near the pool area and I found myself picking nude in the home most of the time. From time to time I would pick up some of these publications and browsing through them while I was firming gripping myself and that got me wondering about my landlord and his interest and why these were here away from his wife. Now he was your typical hen pecked former executive trying his hand at real estate to add to his retirement income so it would not be long before I found him stopping by his new 'home' office to spend his afternoons away from his demanding wife and her list of to-do's.
A month or so passed and the weather was warming up and one afternoon I came home mid-morning to hear him in his office at the other end of the house and I went into the kitchen to make myself a late breakfast and during that time I got this overwhelming horny urge to strip all my clothes off even with him in the home and it felt daring because at any moment I could be walked in on. Instead of preparing breakfast I went to the cabinet and pulled out some olive oil my favorite stroking lube and had the hardest erection ever and started pulling and sliding my hand across my cock until I erupted neatly into the sink. During this entire time it felt great to have someone close by and then I simply turned on the water left the room and dressed like nothing happened. The very next day I returned home in the afternoon after a meeting and it was even warmer outside so I repeated the same stripping routine and once again he was in his office at the end of the hall only today I decided to walk down the hall nude and go enter his office only wearing my smile to see his response.
I walked down the hall boldly and was actually talking to him from a distance and then turned the corner and stopped right in front of him to his surprise look with a pleasant smile on his face. I said 'how are you doing today' and his response was much better now. I was holding my full 7+' erection that I pre lubricated & by this time clear precum was leaking & dripping off my tip and I asked him 'what do you think of this'? and his answer was simply your cock looks beautiful and I said I'm glad you like it. He had a large soft padded red in the corner of his office across behind his desk so I walked over and sat in front of him and with his eyes never leaving my cock I began to stroke and stroke to entertain him and it was one of the best feelings and it would take a while but soon I would explode and produce rope after rope of liquid hand cream we would share and we both laughed and smiled. I then got up went to my bathroom and cleaned up and came back fully dressed.
This was the beginning of a fun summer and it would not be long after I would have him doing the stroking for me. I moved away but from time to time call on my former landlord to stop over and ask him to enjoy the show with a old friend ..