The Shower

A "new-ish" version of one of my favorites:

She walks through the door at nearly 9 pm ... it has been a long, crazy day and she is frazzled and fried.

her frame is small... a little over 5 feet tall and her skin delightfully alive ... her hair, curly and inviting, surrounds fragile face that hides her darkest desires..

her piercing blue eyes often catch the attention of men who pass her by -- today, those eyes are watery, worn, weary.

she wears a black skirt, simple white blouse now unbuttoned below her perky C-cup breasts. her legs are bare and simple, black cotton panties protect an area that has received far too little attention in the past months

her small feet with amazingly high arches are tucked into 4 inch high steve maddens with a tantalizing ankle strap -- she kicks them off and reveals toes with dark paint that badly need to relax

she enters her bedroom and discards her blouse. into the bathroom, she turns the shower on ... full blast, full heat...

she removes her clothes completely and stands there, completely nude, feeling a chill come over her.

he was supposed to have been there when she got home ... but maybe his day was crazy, too

she returns to the bathroom and is embraced by the warmth of a fog of steam. moisture beads up on her pale skin.

she steps into the shower and closes the door .. the heat stings, and she adds a touch of cool water to take the edge off. her body is relaxing. her eyes close as she wets her hair. and her mind wanders.

he arrives. he can't believe he's late. his meeting in the city had gone way too long. he is in a navy pin-striped suit, pink shirt with french cuffs, and a patterned pink tie.

he hears the shower. sees the shoes and trail of clothes.

he walks into the bedroom and removes his suit. takes all of his clothes off. he is not tall, but his body shows he has been in the gym -- toned, but not bulky. he removes his dark rimmed glasses and stands in the room, completely nude ... his cock grows as he approaches the door

the steam hits him and he can just make out rita's outline through the opaque glass door

he is now standing at full attention, blood throbbing and coarsing through him...

she jumps as he opens the door... startled out of an imaginary world. her shock is replaced with a boisterous smile and he grabs her and pulls her to him as their bodies are sprayed with steam and pounding water.

his kiss electrifies her ... sets her on fire. she returns his passion ten-fold. he feels her need to his core. her hair is dark and wet and shiny and wonderful

his cock rubs against her stomach... and she feels the sting of his heat.

his kisses find her neck, her collarbone... trace down to her shoulders

hands explore her glorious skin as his tongue teases her nipples, his mouth enveleoping a luscious breast

he finds the line between her breasts... his tongue traces down to her belly button... to her body's center.

a thin strip of now-darkened hair, matted wet, stands above an apparently aroused pussy. his tongue and lips place kisses on her inner thigh as her hands fall upon his head, then brace against the shower wall as first one, then a second finger thrusts inside her... she is aching, longing for this touch... quick flicks of the tongue delight her clit .. .then stop, teasing and tasting her sweetness.. probing inside warm, velvety folds...

her release is quick, almost painful... she can't remember when the last time a man did that for her...

as she nearly collapses upon him, he guides her out of the shower and wraps her in a towel

he cradles her in his arms and lays her now steamy, relaxed body on the bed... as he opens the towel, he places a kiss on her toe, his tongue tracing her long arch and his lips embracing her ankle...

all the way up her toned calves... behind her knee as she giggles ... to her warm thighs

he finds her center again, wakes up the already aroused pussy

and as his lips meet hers, he is inside her... slowly, carefully, deeply inside

he keeps kissing her... his eyes meet hers as their bodies join together -- they are perfectly matched in height and he licks just behind her ear as his hands pull her body into his... his thrusts are slow, long, and his dick is harder than she remembers ever feeling.. seemingly growing and bulging inside her

he arches back and plunges deeper... she screams in a slight tinge of pain and then they find a rhythm...

then he stops... holds himself as far inside as he can... "kiss me" ... and she does... "kiss me" and again... he's holding himself there... holding them together... and their kiss becomes so intense, so rich, textured and their bodies so still ... a perfect togetherness

he feels her getting closer... and as they kiss, his hand rubs her engorged clit... her pulsating rhythm makes him explode and he shouts breathlessly... "kiss me"... all his force musters a whisper and their lips lock as their bodies rejoice together