The last comment hit close to home, as I knew he did enjoy those commercials and if Stacey walked in here naked in a few moments, his own fantasies would be coming true. So Mark threw caution to the wind and stripped his pants off and stood clad only in his cotton white underwear, his erection sticking forth, forming an extreme bulge in them.

Mark's hard-on at the thought of what could happen made him reach into his shorts and adjust his now throbbing member to one side, to prevent it from slipping out prematurely. He then hid behind the bedroom door and waited until Stacey would come into the bedroom.

I lowered myself off to one side of the bed out of immediate view and we waited as we heard the shower water stop. The cussing and yells from inside the bathroom told us that Stacey had discovered all her clothes were missing. We heard her yell toward the front room, that we were both buttholes. As she ran down the hallway, she grabbed the door to her bedroom and slammed it shut. She then saw Mark standing where the door had previously hid him and dropped her hand-towel in surprise. Her wet body stood before him in all her glory. Mark pulled his underwear down, freeing his confined manhood.

His penis sprang out, jutting forth. As he took a step toward her, the end of his shaft touched against her pubic hairs. It was then that I stood up and snapped a picture of that fateful moment. Stacey stepped back and attempted to hide her privates, but it was to late. I already had the picture in my hand and was waiting the thirty seconds it took to develop.

Stacey told me to give her that picture and she started towards me, but Mark came up from behind her and grabbed her around the chest to keep her back. Stacey could feel his shaft in the crack of her bottom, as she struggled to get loose. This excited her as well as made her more determined to get away. Her hair was still dripping wet and the water was flowing down her back to moisten her buttocks and his penis jammed up against it.