In the Shower

After a long day at work all he wanted was a hot shower. Standing under the water he closed his eyes and played back the hours of the day. He was so lost in thought he never heard her enter the room. She stood in the doorway, smiling while she watched him rinse the days events away. Quietly, she pulled her cotton dress from her body and dropped it to the floor. She stepped into the shower behind him and gently touched his wet body. He smiled, knowing she thought she had surprised him, she was unaware that her perfume always gave her away. He loved the smell of her and whether it was a crowded room or the small dimly lit bathroom, he drew in her scent as if it were to be his last breath.

He could feel her nails trail down his back, down his ass and back up again. He felt her breasts press against his back and felt her breath in his ear, "Hi baby" she whispered and he knew he was home. He turned around, pulling her to him and kissed her deeply. The water washed over them as they kissed, his hands moved over her body, cupping her ass he pulled her closer. She lost herself in his kiss, his tongue teasing hers. She felt his cock press against her and she reached for the soap. He loved to have his cock washed, she wasn't sure if it was the actual act itself that he loved or if he just loved to watch her do it. Either way, she loved to make him smile so she lathered her hands and reached down between his legs and slowly spread the soap all over his ever hardening cock. As soon as she touched him the breath left his body and he almost lost his footing.

She giggled and kissed him again. Her tongue played over his teeth while her hands played over his cock. Her hand slid down, kneading his balls and he felt her fingers graze his ass. A shiver went through him and his mouth found her erect nipple. Now it was her turn to tingle as she felt his teeth gently bite into her right breast, sucking at her nipple gently at first then harder. His fingers trailed down and felt her wetness. A wetness, he knew, that came whenever he kissed her or maybe, as she said, whenever he looked at her.

Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers slid around her wet pussy. The heat she felt between her legs was more to do with him than with the water and she pressed against him, wanting him inside her. Needing him inside her. The water continued to pour down over them as he pulled her right leg up around his waist and slid his cock into her. There they stood, eye to eye, breathing the same breath. He slid into her again and again, lifting her onto her toes with each stroke. Her hands on his ass, she pulled him deep into her. He watched her face as he fucked her, the hot water long gone they didn't care about anything but each other.

She watched the familiar look in his eyes as she knew he was about to cum, was about to explode inside of her. The familiar tingle started inside her as he pushed harder into her and as she came so did he. They held each other, breathing hard, trying to stay balanced in the small shower she didn't want to move, didn't want to feel anything but him inside her for as long as possible.

He kissed her again, his hands in her wet hair, his breath becoming more steady, his lips sucking at hers. He held her close to him, glad she was here, glad she was his and glad she had the ability to make him forget the rest of his day so completely. She enjoyed being in his arms, she enjoyed being with him even standing in the now cold water of the shower. She stepped out of the shower, picking up her dress she smiled. He asked he what she was smiling about and with a wink she said, "Now, it's time for bed".

-Anonymous