played with her breasts, alternating
between stroking the sensitive skin around her nipples and tugging on the rosy
peaks. Her breasts felt hot and swollen, and she imagined Tim’s mouth
pulling on her nipples, licking and sucking until she couldn’t stand it.
He
had a great mouth – full lips and a talented tongue- and after fifteen
years, he knew exactly what she liked. Just thinking about it sent heat
flooding low in her belly. Maybe if she hurried she’d have time to finish
herself once before he got home – warm things up for him.
She
made quick work of shaving her legs, letting the razor glide over her skin. As
excited as she was, even that felt good, and she took her time, sliding her
hands over her smooth legs feeling for any spots she might have missed. The
water and soap combined, making her skin slick.
She
let her hands roam over the rest of her body, sliding over the soft mound of
her belly to cup her breasts. With her soapy hands, she didn’t feel the
stretch marks or ridges. Her skin was smooth and tight and aching with need.
She couldn’t wait until they got back from dinner. She’d have to
convince Tim to make love to her before they went out. Smiling to herself, she
doubted that would be a problem. He had to want this as much as she did.
He’d been dropping sexy little hints for weeks about what he was going to
do to her when they were finally really alone.
Using
her soapy hands, she kneaded her breasts, gently
squeezing, and then sliding to the tips to stroke and tug on her nipples. She
tipped back her head of short blond curls and felt the shower spray pulse
against her throat and chest. The heat and the tiny needles of water made her
skin tingle. She arched her back, relishing the feel of the water on her neck.
On impulse, she shifted so the jets of water sprayed directly on her nipples.
Her breath caught in her throat and her nipples stood out, practically begging
to be sucked. It wasn’t as good as Tim’s mouth, but if she used her
hands to lift her nipples to meet the spray, it started the familiar tightening
low in her belly.
While
the spray played across the hard peaks of her breasts, her hand drifted lower,
back over her belly to soap the curls at the v of her legs. The soap mingled
with her slick heat as she slid her fingers over the swollen lips of her pussy.
With a slippery finger on either side of her clit, she stroked back and forth,
letting the pressure build. The water felt so good on her nipples and her hand
was so slick against her swollen lips. God, she wanted to come. She’d
never make it until after dinner. If she took care of herself, it would take
the edge off the desperate need building inside her.
She
reached up to unhook the hand held shower sprayer. Wedging a foot against the
shower wall, she spread her pussy lips and directed the spray right at her
swollen clit. The muscles of her cunt tightened around a cock that wasn’t
there, pulsing with need. Holding the shower head with one hand, she let the
water pound against her clit while she slid two fingers deep inside her.
Curling her fingers, she stroked the spot just inside her opening while the
water pulsed against her clit like a tongue.
Her
breath came in shallow pants and she gave herself over to the sensation of the
water and her hand.
~~~~~
Tim
put the bag with the food in the fridge and called out for Abby. Her car was in
the garage so she had to be home somewhere. He hadn’t expected her to be
back already, and it made him smile to think she was as eager for their weekend
as he was. Hopefully, she’d think eating in was a good idea, too. He
didn’t want her to think he didn’t want to take her out. He just
didn’t want to waste a minute of the time they had together out in public
around other people. He walked to the base of the steps and heard the shower
running. Perfect. Picturing his wife naked in the shower, he took the steps two
at a time.
He
tossed his jacket and the small black bag on
between stroking the sensitive skin around her nipples and tugging on the rosy
peaks. Her breasts felt hot and swollen, and she imagined Tim’s mouth
pulling on her nipples, licking and sucking until she couldn’t stand it.
He
had a great mouth – full lips and a talented tongue- and after fifteen
years, he knew exactly what she liked. Just thinking about it sent heat
flooding low in her belly. Maybe if she hurried she’d have time to finish
herself once before he got home – warm things up for him.
She
made quick work of shaving her legs, letting the razor glide over her skin. As
excited as she was, even that felt good, and she took her time, sliding her
hands over her smooth legs feeling for any spots she might have missed. The
water and soap combined, making her skin slick.
She
let her hands roam over the rest of her body, sliding over the soft mound of
her belly to cup her breasts. With her soapy hands, she didn’t feel the
stretch marks or ridges. Her skin was smooth and tight and aching with need.
She couldn’t wait until they got back from dinner. She’d have to
convince Tim to make love to her before they went out. Smiling to herself, she
doubted that would be a problem. He had to want this as much as she did.
He’d been dropping sexy little hints for weeks about what he was going to
do to her when they were finally really alone.
Using
her soapy hands, she kneaded her breasts, gently
squeezing, and then sliding to the tips to stroke and tug on her nipples. She
tipped back her head of short blond curls and felt the shower spray pulse
against her throat and chest. The heat and the tiny needles of water made her
skin tingle. She arched her back, relishing the feel of the water on her neck.
On impulse, she shifted so the jets of water sprayed directly on her nipples.
Her breath caught in her throat and her nipples stood out, practically begging
to be sucked. It wasn’t as good as Tim’s mouth, but if she used her
hands to lift her nipples to meet the spray, it started the familiar tightening
low in her belly.
While
the spray played across the hard peaks of her breasts, her hand drifted lower,
back over her belly to soap the curls at the v of her legs. The soap mingled
with her slick heat as she slid her fingers over the swollen lips of her pussy.
With a slippery finger on either side of her clit, she stroked back and forth,
letting the pressure build. The water felt so good on her nipples and her hand
was so slick against her swollen lips. God, she wanted to come. She’d
never make it until after dinner. If she took care of herself, it would take
the edge off the desperate need building inside her.
She
reached up to unhook the hand held shower sprayer. Wedging a foot against the
shower wall, she spread her pussy lips and directed the spray right at her
swollen clit. The muscles of her cunt tightened around a cock that wasn’t
there, pulsing with need. Holding the shower head with one hand, she let the
water pound against her clit while she slid two fingers deep inside her.
Curling her fingers, she stroked the spot just inside her opening while the
water pulsed against her clit like a tongue.
Her
breath came in shallow pants and she gave herself over to the sensation of the
water and her hand.
~~~~~
Tim
put the bag with the food in the fridge and called out for Abby. Her car was in
the garage so she had to be home somewhere. He hadn’t expected her to be
back already, and it made him smile to think she was as eager for their weekend
as he was. Hopefully, she’d think eating in was a good idea, too. He
didn’t want her to think he didn’t want to take her out. He just
didn’t want to waste a minute of the time they had together out in public
around other people. He walked to the base of the steps and heard the shower
running. Perfect. Picturing his wife naked in the shower, he took the steps two
at a time.
He
tossed his jacket and the small black bag on
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