I grabbed a change of clothes and took a shower. At the end, I turned off the hot water and stood in the chill spray for several minutes. It almost made my hard-on go away.
I guess we were fortunate that our parents were out. It gave us the privacy we needed to try to talk about what had happened. Obviously, it wasn't an easy conversation to have. Annette was still wearing that same t-shirt and obviously hadn't put on a bra. She was wearing loose cotton shorts, though. Embarrassingly, the only shorts I had were from before I had left for boot camp two years earlier. They were awfully snug now.
I had put on thirty pounds since I had gone away, most of it muscle and a lot of it in my thighs and butt. Even though I was wearing boxers, my d**k was clearly outlined by the snug cotton of my sh
