Original Piece by Steebz_E4688

When we got home, Nina showered quickly, and was soon fast asleep in our bedroom upstairs. I tended to let her shower first, that was I could take my time without worrying about the hot water level, and tonight was no different. Standing under the hot water was borderline orgasmic after the hours on my feet in the busy kitchen, and when I finally got out, I did so begrudgingly. Our lack of free-time this time of year meant that when I emerged from the shower, the only clean towel was the smaller, threadbare one that was always left as a last resort. The bathroom was off the living room where Tanya was sitting on the leather sofa, winding down after the chaos of the Friday dinner service, and it briefly crossed my mind whether traversing the room on my way to bed wearing only the small towel would be appropriate. Overcome by fatigue, this concern quickly faded, and after brushing my teeth, I emerged from the bathroom, a wall of steam following me through the door as the warmth of the bathroom hit the chilly air of the den.Assuming Tanya was asleep, or close to it, I took the first steps out of the bathroom carefully. It was then that as I glanced over to the sofa that my gaze was met by Tanya’s. She was sitting, poised on the sofa, and she looked at me in a way she hadn’t ever done before. Confused at first, covered only by the small towel, and in the dim light, I wasn’t sure if she was looking me, but after a few seconds during which her gaze remained fixed, I was sure.Saying nothing, I stood where I was, not sure what to do. The towel I was wearing provided such scant cover that I had been cautious about even walking through the room, and now that she sat there, her eyes fixed on me, the fact that my penis was outlined vividly beneath the thin cloth became undeniable, and then Tanya’s eyes moved down my body, confirming that fact to both of us.“You’re too stressed, Seanie.” Her voice broke the silence in a gentle, but matter-of-fact tone. She was the only one who didn’t call me Sean. “You and Nina are both too busy, and when you carry that stress around, it affects everyone at the restaurant.’Still not sure how to respond, I stammered out “Yeah…I mean, this time of year is crazy. It’s all I can do to make sure everything is ready.”Tanya’s gazed remained fixed on what I could now feel was my cock hardening slightly beneath the towel. My stomach fluttered as I tried to make sense as quickly as I could of what exactly was going on.Whatever ambiguity had remained was decisively quashed when Tanya’s next words cut the tension; “I’m going to take care of some of that stress for you.”Seeing the incredulous look on my face, she reached out a hand, and as if suddenly moving without a conscious decision to do so, I moved across the room and stood in front of where she sat on the couch.My stomach fluttered, and a bevy of thoughts and questions flooded me. Tanya must have sensed this, and rather than say anything, she reached out a hand, and hooked a finger between my abdomen and the towel which was wrapped around my waist. She kept her eyes locked on mine, and it only took her crooking that finger to make the towel come undone and fall to the floor. I hadn’t realized how hard I’d become until as the towel fell, my erection sprang out, and held itself proudly in front of where she sat, her eyes still locked on mine.I stood there, in the semi-darkness, nude, my cock inches from her, the reality of what I now knew was taking place was taking a minute to sink in, and I may still not have fully believed it if Tanya hadn’t reached out her hand and wrapped it gently, but decisively around my now throbbing shaft. Her eyes still remained fixed on mine as her grip tightened around me, and noting by my expression that I was still trying frantically to process what was taking place, she broke the silence, and provided a terse explanation. “It’s ok, Seanie. We’re not going to tell anyone, and you’ll feel much better for it.” Her gaze now moved down to the hand which had begun to move ever so slightly along my erection, and with a hint of a chuckle she continued, “I’d forgotten just how hard you young men get.”