I was with a girl for a while. Sex was good but fairly vanilla, various positions with nothing too challenging. One night she had stayed over after an active night. I had work in the morning so got up before she was awake and got in the shower. My morning boner was persisting as I washed helped by the memories of the previous evening. I’m not sure where the line is between washing properly and wanking, but I wouldn’t argue I had probably well crossed it.
As I worked the soap to a bubbly lather, in walked Sally. She was still naked from the way she slept and banged on the shower door. I slid it open and she stepped her chubby body in close to mine trying to hog the hot water. She pressed her tits against me and reached down to my hard cock and wrapped her hand around it.
‘I’ll do that for you,’ she said and started stroking, twisting her hand as she slid it up and down the length of my shaft.