We had gone out for coffee only to find it was later than we'd thought. So we had brunch and wandered around the shops, before coming home around midday. It was a hot day and we were both sweating and in need of a shower. When we got home I was the first to strip off and head into the shower. Soon after, you join me. I hand you the soap and you wash my back and neck, and then down to my arse, which you linger over longer than required. I turn and wash the soap off my back before lathering my hands and returning the favour. I wash your back and neck, massaging your shoulders and pressing my thumbs into your blades.
Then I run my hands down to your buttocks and wash both cheeks thoroughly, and the crack in between with a soapy finger. I run my hands under your arms and it tickles you and you pull away, but I slip my hands up to your breasts and pull you back toward me. I massage your soapy breasts and in that moment making sure I get your breasts really shiny and clean is the most important thing in the world. And I make sure I do a very good job.
The feel of your breasts in my hands, and your hardening nipples rolling between my fingers, is enough to make my cock start to stir. Pressing it against your soapy cheeks, and sliding it along the crack of your soapy arse, while my hands continue to slide around your breasts, is enough to make it rigid.
Soon you take my hands from you and you turn to face me, and we kiss. You take the soap from your body and cup my balls and begin massaging them as we continue to kiss. You suggest it is time we get out of the shower and I readily agree. We rinse ourselves off and dry ourselves, before going into the bed room.