([Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kdtgv9/steam_part_1_mforalaffair))
She pulled away from their kiss, eyes dancing, “dinner can wait.” He raised his eyebrow with a twisted grin. She grabs the soap, and a washcloth hands it to him with a playful flourish. “You made me dirty, so you can now clean me up,” her voice deepening to a silky seductiveness. She turns around as he begins to lather her skin. A tenseness plays across her face, as fears crept in. She felt momentarily inadequate; self conscious about the skin she lived in. His hands continued to lather her shoulders, massaging gently. His cock slid across her ass as he worked slowly down her back. She exhaled, feeling his warmth and affection. Their bodies told stories of living, of affliction, sorrow, and joy. His strong hands slid to the small of her back, pressing and untying the knots. She afforded herself a genuine smile and loosened up. He paused to comment “I must have loosened up something in there.” She nodded and sighed contentedly in response. His hands worked down to her lower back, massaging more than lathering. Her skin was becoming slippery, a feeling that she found quite sensual.