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silvermuse 53F
202 posts
5/6/2015 7:18 pm
Foreplay


She sighed, stripping out of her jeans and t-shirt, before she turned her attention to the shower. It took a few minutes before she had the water at the right temperature and only then did she strip out of her bra and panties. Her time, those few stolen moments in the shower, when she didn't have to think about anything else, were precious times and she wasn't about to give them up.
She shivered as she stepped into the water, turning to let it play down her back first, wetting her waist length hair. Her eyes closed automatically, shutting out the chance of water falling into them before she stepped forward and poured the shampoo into her hands. With firm fingers she worked it into her hair, building up the lather before she edged back under the water, washing the soap from her hair.
A soft sound caught her attention, little more than a click and squeak, and a smile tugged at her lips. He'd heard the shower being turned on, but even as he walked into the bathroom, he kept silent, allowing her the illusion of still being alone.
She took a moment to work conditioner into her hair, before she turned to face the shower head with a handful of liquid soap in her hands. The slight change in temperature across her back told her that he'd tweaked the shower curtain just enough so he could see her.
Instead of the quick shower she had planned, she slowed down, smoothing the soap over her full breasts, letting her fingers play around her nipples before she worked down her stomach and then in between her legs. She didn't say a word as she washed herself off, turning to put her back to the shower so she could rinse off her back and hair.
She didn't look at him, didn't even seek the small gap in the shower curtain where he would watch her, instead she reached up, arching her back, to rinse off her hair. With her hands tangled in her own thick locks, she knew he would be imaging her hands restrained behind her neck. The lift of her breasts, the full mounds with their now erect nipples, always tempted him and she parted her thighs, hips thrust forward as she pretended to pay full attention to her hair.
He groaned, the sound low and deep, tempting her to do a little more.
She moved, facing the shower head, bending at the waist, her thighs still parted as she washed off her legs. She arched her back, hips tipping, a position she could only hold for a moment as she stood in the slippery confines of the shower, but she did her best. He would be able to see everything that he owned from this position, and when she stood again she could feel the throbbing deep within her cunt – but she made no move to finish off her shower or acknowledge him verbally.
Only when she felt the chill begin to ease into the water, did she finally turn and switch off the shower…
"Evil wench." His voice little more than a growl.
She smiled and wrung the water from her hair. "Your wench."
"Mine… and I want mine in the bedroom. Now." He yanked the shower curtain back, his erection pressing against his jeans, trying to force its way free.
She didn't argue, didn't fight, instead she wrapped the towel around her body – not to hide it, but to keep from carrying too much water into the bedroom, and obeyed his command. They didn't have long before they would have company, but sometimes ten minutes was all they both needed.
Odd… until he'd walked into her life, she'd never considered taking a shower as a form of foreplay…


baplaydoc151 63M
6 posts
5/9/2015 10:16 pm

He should have joined you in the shower instead of watching you


silvermuse 53F
366 posts
5/10/2015 1:52 am

    Quoting baplaydoc151:
    He should have joined you in the shower instead of watching you
*chuckle* The joy of writing fiction, you can take it where you will.



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