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***This is an excerpt from my upcoming Erotic Romance, ‘His Saving Grace’. One of my favorite scenes so far. Mr. Cassidy had just arrived home and interrupted an outdoor water-fight between his kid’s and the sweet school babysitter he’d hired. He rushed into the house, avoiding the droplets, his eyes on Grace’s wet, wet t-shirt…***

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Dropping my briefcase on the dining table, I moved to the living room and peered through the blinds. They were still playing, now shooting the hose up into the air and trying to avoid the falling water as it scattered randomly.

My penis twitched. Grace’s nipples were hard and poked out from the fabric of her shirt. I could even make out the darkness of her areolas beneath the thin and clingy wet material.

Holy… She’s so delicate and sexy… I can just imagine pinning her to the bed, smothering her with my body and sucking on her small breasts—

My phone buzzed and I jumped. It was just a notification.

But the interruption brought me back to reality, and I brought my hand to my mouth, striding quickly away from the window. What the hell was I doing?

Disgusted with myself, I changed out of my work clothes and collapsed onto my bed, staring at the ceiling fan as it spun round and round. I heard the front door open and close.

“dad!” Daniel shouted. “Can we watch TV? We didn’t watch any all day!”

With a sigh, I dragged my body off the bed and gave my kids a proper greeting, turning the TV on for them and locking myself in the bathroom to shower. As the water ran, I checked my phone, scrolling through the news and my personal email. It dinged.

**Sorry I had to leave without saying bye. It was starting to get cold out and I needed dry clothes LOL. Your kids are worthy opponents! I’ll see them tomorrow :)**

I swiped Grace’s text away. Her name at the top of my screen had brought forth an evil wondered.

*No, Charlie, don’t. It’s wrong.*

I glanced out the shower curtain at the bathroom door, which was locked. The TV was playing way too loud in the other room. Clean water flowed over my body as I stood, unmoving, thoughts racing and heart quickening.

*Screw it.*

I hastily unlocked my phone again and opened my photos album, clicking on the most recent items. There she was in all her glory. Her transparent blue shirt was even more see through in the photos, my camera capturing the very moment the sun lit up her skin and breasts from behind. My naked, wet dick was instantly hard again, still longing for release from earlier.

Guilt clawed at me, tentative and heavy. She was young. And she was from the church. Hell, she was my kid’s Sunday college teacher!

But her glistening flesh stared up at me from my phone screen, unwilling to release me from its hold, and my body began to move of its own accord.

The shower was running. The soap was in my hand. My hand was on my dick. I ignored the voice in my head telling me this was wrong and gross and sinful.

Because didn’t I deserve a little release? Hadn’t I been mistreated enough recently? A little bit of old-fashioned fantasizing wouldn’t send me to hell. *I deserve this*, I wondered to myself and began to stroke my dick, my gaze locked on the wet girl on my phone screen. The instant pleasure as I gripped my penis was surprising, surely stemming from the fact that I hadn’t released my tension earlier, and other than the wet dream last night, I hadn’t actually come in weeks.

Wet noises reverberated softly from the shower as I rhythmically jerked myself off, my right hand on my shaft and my left hand clutching the phone tightly. I zoomed in closer, and noticed with a naughty thrill that Grace’s tits were just about entirely visible. My lips parted in pleasure and fantasy as I imagined wrapping my mouth around one of her boobs and nibbling on her hardened nipple. I’d even put my mouth directly on top of her water-soaked shirt and suck the water right out of it, gripping her nipple through the fabric between my teeth.

*Ohh, yeah… Shit, Grace…Why’d you have to get so wet right in front of me? Were you teasing me?*

I doubted it. But the idea sure was thrilling. I gripped my cock tighter and doubled over, panting as I pumped quicker. The photo – the invasion of privacy – in my left hand grew fuzzy as my eyelids fluttered shut in the throes of pleasure. I nearly slipped when my thighs began to tremble in anticipation, longing for hot, messy relief.

*Grace…*

I was jerking myself off so hard now that the sound of my wrist slapping my own thigh was audible, and I didn’t care.

“Ahhh…ahhh…” I grunted, breathless. With a sudden burst of inspiration, I turned and stuck my phone in the shower caddy, Grace’s body and face the focal point of the screen.

*Yeah, naughty girl… you teased me to this point on purpose, didn’t you?*

I gasped, the grip on my cock tightening, and jerked forward abruptly, hot come exploding from the tip of my penis and onto the brightly lit phone screen. Squirt after squirt coated Grace’s photo, sliding down her golden flesh and dripping onto the shower floor. I sucked in air as I pumped myself, slowly emptying everything I had in me, my arm flexed and ass clenched.

“Ahh…” I gasped and released my penis finally, letting the shower wash over my sweaty body and cleanse me. My head pounded. I stared almost bitterly at my phone, now glazed entirely in my own come, as if it were the device’s fault that I just masturbated to a photo of a much younger school girl.

“Shit.”

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