The Freaky Deaky Yummy Playground

I threw the towel around my waist and went exploring a little. The house looked different in the light. I just wandered out to the main room for a second to see if by chance she'd returned. All was quiet and I could see that there was no one in the main room or in the kitchen. I admired her taste in decorating. The fine texture of the wallpaper was more visible in the daylight. The furniture, which had been mere shadow the night before was plainly visible and was perfectly matched with color and texture to the other features. Everything was clean and organized into its own little spot. She's a neat freak. That's good, it helps when you know where things are. It had been a couple minutes and the water was probably hot so I scooted back to the bathroom.
 
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The water was warm and I through the towel over the top again and slipped in. I leaned into the jet of water and let the hot water cover my head and drip down my nose. The beating of the water on my head and the surrounding warmth makes me oblivious to almost everything
 
everything except a pair of hands touching my hips. Without moving or opening my eyes, I grunted hello like I was a half alive Egyptian mummy. I felt her hands move up from my hips and, palm up, come up to my chest. She cupped my breasts and pulled herself close to me.
 
I could feel her breasts touch my back and a second later, her lips touch the back of my neck. She sucked the skin on the back of my neck into her mouth gently at first, then with a little more pressure. I didn't move at all, except for my right hand. I reached back and touched her right hip with it, a little gesture of encouragement.
 
I kept my head under the jet of water and tried to imagine her from the night before. Who was this girl? The mere thought of her gives me a thrill. She probably thinks I'm standing here not moving because I’m many years older and widely experienced. Of course the truth of the matter was that I was as dumbfounded as a schoolboy while this incredibly beautiful and sexy woman slowly started to make love to me once again.
 
o i liked that part, haha....

*Standing up, leaning over , sliding thongers off* here you go!
 
She was giving herself to me again. She moved smartly to my hand, not for her own pleasure, just knowing that I need to feel that part of her. I just caressed her mound for a second, touched a finger to the rounded tops of her lips and then started to turn. I turned completely around and her arms came up and embraced me. I kissed her again.
 
I think it was that kiss, that kiss where we both had our eyes shut against the onrushing water when I felt our relationship changed to be more than infatuation. Our sense of smell was robbed by the water, our hearing obscured by the pelting drops also, the only sense available to us was touch. Often when the other senses are unavailable, the one that we can use becomes more acute and this was the case. I could feel her arms around me, her lips touching mine and her tongue toying with mine.
 
Do I sound like a TV psychic? Lol.

The kiss was perfect, no "competition", no shyness, no hesitancy. It was perfectly matched. You can often tell a lot about a person by the way they kiss. This was harmony, a soft flute dancing in our heads in matched rhythm. I reached to her back and stroked it softly enjoying her soft skin. I let go, and reached for the soap. "After a good run, you need a good soaping". I spun you around and started soaping your back. This is the first time I'd every seen you in the light of the day. I admire your shoulders as I soap them, very feminine, but strong and sturdy at the same time. I soap down your arms, you're very thin, but your arms have muscles, I wonder what caused that. Your body speaks to me, you're obviously a beautiful woman, but you don't shy from daily duties and responsibility, you have character and a growing strength of confidence.
 
I rub down your back and feel the skin over your muscles, lithe, quick and soft from the relaxing heat of the running water. I'll bet you don't get many backaches, you take care of yourself. I lift up your arms a little and soap underneath. As I soap down the inside of your arm, I can feel the starting swell of your breasts, but I keep going further down. I'm reading your body like a blind person reads Braille, appreciating every curve, every muscle, every inch of silky skin and learning about you with every touch.
 
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I reach down further and soap your ass. Not much extra fat there. You are a good dieter or you exercise a lot or both. You bend your hips a little so I can reach easier. I rub all around and then down your between your cheeks with the soap. I reach around down under too, and I soap your mound and run my hand down to the soft flesh beneath. I don't linger there, just a quick soaping.
 
***I do like to tease you....just soaping..that's it...you have to wait. lol *** You're probably not waiting though. That's OK. Lol. MMMMmmmmm..
 
LovetoGiveRoses said:
***I do like to tease you....just soaping..that's it...you have to wait. lol *** You're probably not waiting though. That's OK. Lol. MMMMmmmmm..
lol, see got me pegged...
 
"Now it's time for the front" I say as we turn to face each other. Although I try to keep my expression just showing a simple pleasurable smile, I don't know if I am successful or not. Even with your hair plastered down on your head from the running water above, you're stunning. I try to keep the surprise and the pleasure out of my expression, but it's hard. I don't want to give you a swelled head you know.
 
. I think you expect me to reach for you and pull you close, but I can't. I'm mesmerized by your eyes. I break out of it in a few and give you a hug. You're not shy at all, as we break from our kiss, you grab for my cock.
 
You rub the outside with your palm facing me and look closely. This is your first time seeing me in the light. I hope you like what you see, my stomach is trim, and my skin is tight. My cock is as big as it's ever going to get. You lean down and kiss the head, I guess you like it.
 
You grab around my shaft and ride your hand up and down a few times, but I want to hold you again. I've regained some composure and I want to hold you close. I feel your breasts crush into my chest as I hold you and look down and see them. My cock is down there screaming out at me "this is not where I belong…I want that warm spot".
 
We part a little. Because we're fairly close to the same height, only 3" difference, and you have long legs, my cock can fit into you nicely while we face each other. You pull back a little, grab my cock again with your fingers, bend it down a little while at the same time lifting your leg and tilting your hips and I slide in a little. I bend my hips a little and tilt my hips back a little so you can lower yourself on me comfortably. It's a little awkward, but neither of us can wait any longer to be joined. We slow danced in the shower like that, joined at our hips with your head resting on my shoulder and our bodies pulled tight. We just held each other tight and got used to each other, but more than that, our hearts were beating together.
 
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