“I think I need a shower before sleeping, would you like to join me?” Finally breaking the silence by asking.
“That would be amazing.”
“I’ll go heat up the water.” And she was up off the bed and through the doorway I’d guessed to be a bathroom in a flash.
I heard the familiar sound of water running, then changing tune in that way it does when the toggle between spigot and shower is activated. A minute later, Kathy’s voice called out telling me it was ready. I got up, and headed into the bathroom. She had already stepped into the small corner shower stall, I could see only the misty shape of her naked body through the frosted, and steamy glass. A pair of neatly folded towels sat precariously on the edge of the vanity.
I opened the door and stepped carefully into the obviously not designed for two person stall. Kathy moved aside to allow just enough room for me to get in and shut the door. The limited space forced us into contact with almost every move. I felt the stirring of blood flow again that told me the quarters might be getting even more cramped very soon.
Having already felt my rapidly erecting member brush against her, she let out a light laugh, saying “Wow. Already?”
“Let’s just say, it’s been a while.” I laughed.
She smiled and kissed me, holding the kiss while maneuvering our bodies around to a position where she could reach the bar of soap set on an indented shelf in the wall. With the soap in her hand, she gently scrubbed my body, starting with my chest. Drawing slow circles on my skin with the slippery, flower scented bar. She helped me turn around in the cramped space so she could do my back. Again tracing bubbly circles from my shoulders all the way down to my ass, to which she paid particular attention. Scrubbing with one hand, groping and squeezing with the other. She tried to bend down to get my legs, but there was simply not enough room for us to do anything but stand.
“I guess we’ll just have to let the soapy water clean our legs.” She said, turning me around awkwardly again.
She rubbed the bar rapidly between her hands, building up a good lather, then set the bar back on its shelf. Using her soapy hands, one on the shaft, the other on my testes, she gave my package a good deep clean. If I hadn’t already cum twice that day, I guarantee I would have done so now. As it was, I was already well on my way to a third.
I stopped her hands gently and kissed her deeply. Reaching for, and finding, the soap bar and bringing it into the water spray to re-wet it. I mirrored her motions of cleaning me, starting with her chest, and spending extra time on her perfectly sculpted breasts. The heaving of her heavy breath as I swirled the soap round one while fondling the other with a slick hand was audible even over the water. I washed as far as I could reach, then turned her around as she had done me. I carefully and slowly washed her back, and as I moved the soap downward toward her buttocks, kissed and nibbled at her neck and shoulders. Not all of the soap had rinsed off, but I ignored the bitter flavor of it; the feel of her tight wet skin on my tongue was too good to stop over a little taste of soap. I scrubbed her ass in much the same manner as she’s done mine, except I let the hand not holding the soap explore her slippery body everywhere it could reach. Setting the soap down in its alcove, I reached around from behind to wash her pussy, pulling her into me, pushing my cock upwards between my stomach and her back. I washed and rubbed her carefully, trying not to get soap too far into the opening of her slit. Focusing instead on the lips, and surrounding area. It didn’t take long for her to start twitching against my grasp, her breathing quick and hard. I held her tight from behind with one arm across her chest, firmly groping the breast the hand found there, and let my fingers work her up to another shuddering orgasm.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She cried out in ecstasy, her knees trembling. I could feel that I was supporting most of her weight in my arms.
I held on, but relaxed my grip slowly to allow her to stand on her own. The water that had heated so quickly, was already starting to cool. We both rinsed off quickly, and stepped out of the stall. Kathy, being on the side of the door, stepped out first, grabbing one of the fresh towels and handing it to me before picking up the other and wrapping it around herself. We dried ourselves quickly, my cock still standing at full attention the entire time. Once moderately dry, she flung the towel over the shower door, reached for mine and tossed it up to join hers. She then grabbed my hand and led me out of the bathroom, back into the bedroom, hitting the switch by the door on the way through to shut off the bathroom light.
Reaching the bed, Kathy dropped my hand just long enough to peel back the duvet and top sheet and climb in between. She reached for my hand again, gently pulling to indicate that I should join her. As I climbed into the bed and slid between the freshly cleaned sheets, she rolled, putting her back to me but not releasing my hand until my arm was around her. She then scooted herself backwards, and stuck her ass out bending her knees to make a spot for mine. I wasn’t going to wait around for an engraved invitation, I eagerly pulled her body and mine together, struggling for just a moment to find the best position to allow my hardness access to her. Finding the right spot, I used my hand to guide the tip of my cock again to the hot, slippery folds of her pussy. Rubbing the tip back and forth a few times to spread them, then thrusting my full length deep inside of her.
“Hnnnngh!” She moaned through the pillow she’d buried her face in.
I lasted as long as I could, pumping slowly and steadily, but deeply and forcefully. One arm was tucked under her neck, bent slightly awkwardly far enough to tease her breast. The other arm, caressing her from her arms and shoulders down to almost her knees. Always pausing the longest at her hip and ass. I started to feel her working her hips to meet me, speeding up the pace, the tightness around me alerting me to the possibility of her body preparing for another orgasmic release. I matched her pace, keeping one hand firmly on her hip to help me pump in rhythm with her.
“Mmmmm, Ah! Ah!” She cried out while pushing herself harder and faster against me.
I allowed the sensations to wash over me. No longer holding back, I reached my own crescendo just as I felt the first clenching grasp of her orgasm around my dick.
“Ugh! Ugh! Holy shit!” I exclaimed as both our bodies convulsed in mutual pleasure. As the waves of orgasm ebbed, we both relaxed onto the bed, but I did not let go of her body or remove my slowly deflating member from within her.
“Good night.” She said, with a smile in her voice. Then calling out to an unseen smart device somewhere in the room, she extinguished the bedroom lights with a command.
“Good night indeed.” I whispered breathily before we both fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.
We slept hard, getting some much needed rest. Awaking around 10:30 AM with my arms still wrapped around her. My now flaccid penis had slipped out of her at some point, now dangling toward the bed and touching her ass. I rose and went to the bathroom, realizing I was very sticky from having fallen asleep in that position. I decided a quick rinse off was warranted, and hopped back into the shower. After a cursory spray down, I got out and wrapped the towel I’d used the previous night around my waist.
As I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Kathy had woken, rolled over and propped herself up on an elbow to look at me. “Good morning.” She smiled brightly at me.
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