***[ You may recognize this story. I’m reposting it, as my last account was deleted. Originally posted a year or so ago. Hope that’s ok. ]***
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A year ago, I had recently moved into a one-bedroom unit (no longer live there). It was my first time living alone which I was really excited for. I liked the idea of having an entire space to myself, to do what I want, when I want.
My first day in the unit (boxes not even unpacked yet) I was taking a hot shower. I got out, dried off, and then had the realization “I don’t even need to cover up! I’m free! Master of my own domain!” Or some corny shit like that, as I am a corny individual at heart. I hung up my towel, and walked out of my steamy bathroom into the living room, with my cock hanging full from the warmth of the shower.
To my surprise, standing inside of my new apartment by the doorway, was my landlord. And there I was, damp, bottomless, and somewhat frozen in time. She sees my cock and stands there in shock for a moment before fumbling out a swirling apology and spinning around to face the closed door. Smiling, I told her “no worries” or something like that, but she rushed out of the apartment.