As she stepped under the spray to rinse her hair, she suddenly felt his
hands on her shoulders. “Mmmm”, she mumbled, and leaned back against
his strong chest, as his hands rubbed along her shoulders and down her
arms. She could feel his hardness agains her buttocks, and wiggled
against it playfully as his hands roamed up her sides, finally encircling
her and moving up to her breasts. He playfully tickled the edges and
the undersides, but eventually his fingers found their way to her nipples,
which had gotten hard almost at his first touch. He squeezed her nipples
as his lips found her neck, and he nibbled his way up to her earlobe,
biting it rather hard, and she jumped.

She turned around then, and their lips met. He pushed his tongue
inside her mouth, his arms encircling her, and she reached down
to touch his maleness. She took it in her hand, caressing it
gently, rubbing the shaft and moving a finger down to caress the
his testicles. He arched his back, pushing himself against her belly
as his erection grew. She knelt down and planted a kiss on the tip.
He moaned, and ran his fingers through her hair as the water of the
shower rained down around her, and she took his penis into her mouth.
She could taste the saltiness of it, and she ran her tongue around
the head, feeling his flavor in the whole of her mouth before she
started to suck on him. Her right hand encircled his shaft,
and she began to rhythmically stroke him in time with the action
of her mouth.

She could feel his excitement grow, as the water ran down her face,
and she took more of him into her mouth. She moved her hand back to
caress his testicles and drew almost his complete shaft into her
throat. She generated as much suction as she could, and started to
use her mouth to move him in and out, taking his entire length into
her throat on the deep stroke. Rhythmically she stroked, faster and
faster, and finally with a groan, he reached orgasm. She took him out
of her mouth then, and let the water of the shower run across his
penis to clean it.

He pulled her up from her knees and smiling, lifted her in his arms and
carried her from the shower. He took a large, fluffy bath towel
and began to dry her shoulders and worked down to her back, then putting
his arms around her to dry her breasts and stomach. Kneeling, he toweled
off her legs and feet, and as she stood ran a teasing finger up the
inside of her leg, almost to her sex. She trembled a little at the
sensation, and even more as his finger began to trace the inside of
her thigh. He moved his fingers up to gently brush the folds of skin
around her vulva, massaging and kneading the tender flesh, and sending
shock waves through her body with every motion. Her legs began trembling,
and he pulled her down next to him. She lay on her back. He knelt
between her legs and lightly licked the inside of her thigh. She
moaned, and spread her legs more widely as he licked higher onto
her vulva, teasing it gently for a second before retreating and licking
at her other thigh. She reached her hands down to his hair, and
gently stroked his head and caressed the muscles of his neck as he
blew gently on her clit. He took it into his mouth and sucked on
it gently, causing her to gasp. Then he pulled back and began to use
his tongue in earnest, sometimes quickly, other times slower, moving
it vertically or making slow, lazy circles around her clit. He worked
a quick finger inside of her and penetrated deeply, and moved it in
and out in the rhythm of his tongue moving against her clitoris.
She moaned at the feelings he was inducing in her body,
and as they intensified she orgasmed, writhing, on the floor.

He looked up at her and smiled, and then crawled up her body to lie
on top of her. She put her arms around him and luxuriated in his
maleness, his smell and the texture of his body on top of her. Soon she
could feel him becoming hard again, and she parted her legs to let
him enter. He slid in smoothly, and they lay motionless for a moment,
enjoying the sensation of her vaginal walls around him. Eventually
he started to thrust himself rhythmically into her, moving his hips
against hers, and she rose up to meet him on each deep thrust. She
put her arms around his back, caressing his strong muscles and his
buttocks, pulling him even more deeply inside of her. His mouth
found hers, not gently, and they savagely kissed, his tongue forcing
itself into her mouth in time with his strokes. He groaned, and she
could feel him starting to spasm inside of her. The sensation brought
her to her own orgasm, and they came together, shuddering.

He stayed inside of her as they lay together in the afterglow,
enjoying the sensations of each others’ body, their arms around
each other, until, smiling, she pushed him off of her, giving
him one last kiss, to return to the shower that he had so rudely
interrupted…

“Oh yes, definitely. They fit you like a . . . I mean, they show off

your figure to perfection.”

“You admire a classically voluptuous woman, do you? That being the case,

I’m pleased to meet you. I’m Fiona.”

She paid for the jeans, and we agreed to continue our discussion in a

more congenial setting. For example, over dinner.

“Best meal I’ve had in ages.” Well, not actually the best, but at least

as good as I’d gotten in the fast food joints where I’d been eating all

too often lately.