Shower Time

It’s been a long week with the work & the kids but they’re all off at their friends’ houses or with their other parents so it’s just the 2 of us on this bitterly cold Friday night. As you walk through the door, exhausted after a grueling day at work you find the house dimly lit, the smell of garlic in the air. You find me at the stove, making a delicious dinner for the 2 of us to share. “There you are,” I say, a smile spreading across my lips as you embrace me, kissing me tenderly. You retreat to our bedroom to change clothes & when you return our plates are on the table. We enjoy our dinner by candlelight & each others company, each of us sharing stories about our week. Once we have finished I clear the table & begin to wash the dishes. A short time later I hear the shower turn on–the thought of you washing your naked body sends waves of heat rushing between my legs. I push the thought aside & return to the dishes. Within seconds I feel your hands on my hips, your lips on my neck, your breath on my skin. “Leave these & join me,” you whisper against my ear. Taking my hand you lead me to the bathroom, closing the door to trap the steam inside. You cup my face in both of your hands, look into my eyes & say, “Tonight is about you. Let daddy take care of you. Let me make you my queen.” With that you begin to slowly & methodically undress me, starting with my shirt. As each item of clothing falls to the floor you take time to kiss & caress each newly exposed area of skin until I’m certain that not a single part of my body remains unkissed with the single exception of the aching area between my legs, which you’ve very deliberately avoided. You help me into the shower, drop your shorts, & step in behind me. After adjusting the water temperature to my satisfaction, you turn me to face you & kiss me with a passion & desire so intense that I feel it in every nerve in my body & I quiver. “Just relax, baby,” you tell me. With that, you pour shampoo into your hand & begin to work it into a lather in my hair. You style my hair into a Mohawk & we both laugh–erasing any remaining tension. Placing your thumb under my chin you tip my head back so that the spray of the water is directly on my hair, you kiss the hollow of my neck as the last of the shampoo circles the drain. Massaging my scalp you work the conditioner into my hair & bring me to a near catatonic state of relaxation. My eyes are closed when I feel my body pouf followed by your soapy hands on my shoulders, running down the length of my arms, you bend my elbows up by my chest & take the time to wash each individual finger. You continue this process over my entire body–taking extra time on my most intimate areas, first washing with the body pouf then running your hands over the same area to ensure that it’s received the proper attention. You rinse the conditioner from my hair & the soap from my body, & quickly wash yourself–reminding me that this night is about me when I try to assist you. Stepping from the shower you immediately wrap me in a towel to keep me warm while you dry yourself. You take as much care drying my body as you did with washing it. When you are finished, you wrap me in a white terry-cloth robe & again take my hand, this time leading me to the bedroom which you’ve already got candles lit & a playlist on shuffle. I turn to face you, a smirk on my face as I’ve realized that you had this planned. You place your hands on my back & pull my body to yours. I can feel your breath on my lips, your heartbeat in your chest, & the throbbing of your erection. Passion takes hold & you kiss me while running your hands down my body & up underneath my robe until your palms are firmly cupping my ass cheeks. I feel the back of my legs touch the bed & you gently push me down, never breaking the contact between our lips. Instructing me to lie back on the bed with my head on the pillows you drop your shorts & join me. You’re lying next to me, playing with the wet tendrils of my hair, staring into my eyes, teasing me with soft little kisses & nips. Once I’m squirming & my breathing has picked up you open my robe & begin working your way down my body, doing the same thing. By the time you get to my pussy I’m aching for your touch, my lips are glistening with my juices. Pushing my legs apart you begin to explore me with your mouth. Electricity pulsates through my body when your tongue finds my clit & when you gently take it between your teeth I’m certain that I’m going to explode. “Oh God, baby please. I want to feel you inside of me,” I beg. Since the night is all about pleasing me you comply & while kissing me you push inside of me. I feel so full with your thick dick deep inside of me. You place one of my legs over your shoulder so you can go even deeper & I take all of you. Thrust after thrust my body comes closer & closer to the edge. You grab my other leg & place it over your other shoulder & with your next powerful thrust my body combusts, my back arches, every muscle contracts at once & my pussy pulsates around your dick–milking the cum out of it so you peak with me. Before I’ve caught my breath I feel your body tense & my pussy fill up with your white hot liquid. You gently remove my legs from your shoulders & collapse on top of me, spent but satisfied. I lift your head to look into your eyes, “That was amazing. Thank you.

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