Kim was at work.
And John honestly could not stand it. He didn't know why - he was...he was a responsible adult, wasn't he? And that meant he could enjoy his day by himself without needing to carnally enjoy himself with his wife at every opportunity. But standing there in front of the mirror after a quick cold shower, John looked himself over. His face was somewhat softer, less stubble across it, his body was if anything restored to an even more muscular state...but he couldn't get his mind out of the gutter.
He remembered the previous day's vigorous lovemak---fucking. No sense in calling it anything but what it was; it was fucking, and he loved every moment of it. Enough that it occupied his mind the whole of his time at home. Even after a cold shower, which usually worked to calm him down, he was still aroused. Still going strong.
He threw on a pair of basketball shorts and headed out of the bathroom, crossing his arms. He passed Simon and stopped. His son was looking curiously buff lately. Not quite as much as his dad, more being toned and exemplary of cardiovascular fitness, but it was noticeable. And what was more, Simon looked...taller. His shoulders wider. His chin graced with more stubble...
"You're uh...growing up, son. You gonna be ready to shave soon?"
Simon almost stopped and stared at his shirtless, basketball shorts clad dad. It was honestly a little offputting for him, though he didn't say anything as to why. "Uhh yeah dad, I figure I should get started soon. Must be pretty hot for you to just be walking around in those..."
"Y'know what I always say son...when you got it..." John promptly flexed his arms in a vain display of his soon to be fleeting masculinity, "Flaunt it." He had no idea how little time he'd have left to flaunt it so, but he felt himself to be strong and vital now. He gave up even saying how young he looked. Just that he looked sexy.
"Yeah...yeah, you got it dad." Simon said and then looked down at the stairs, "I'm gonna be heading out to Starbucks, see you around."
"'kay, I'll be around." John responded and started heading downstairs, thinking about what to do. He could always get dressed and head out to the gym - he was feeling strong after all - or he could stay around and ah, get to know his body. He shivered with delight. He knew there was so much he could do now...