The conclusion of the story entitled βA Walk in the Parkβ
After we returned from our little outdoor excursion, I decided that a shower was a good idea. As we walk through the door, I head in the direction of the bedroom, pulling my clothes off along the way. I turn on the shower, allowing the water to warm to a pleasantly hot, steamy fog. I step in and begin to wash.
After I complete the usuals, washing body, hair, etc. I stand there enjoying the feel of the warm water spraying over me, relaxing tired muscles and refreshing me. I have my back to the door and do not notice the slight breeze as you join me. Your hands caressing my back are the first clue that you have joined me in the shower.
'Hi darlin', I tell you.
"Hmm," you murmur as you snuggle up to my back. The feel of your naked body against mine causes pleasant stirrings to occur in the obvious locations. Your hands snake around and you hold me close.
"Feeling OK?" I ask.
"Yes. Just wanted to be with you."
"OK. Shall I wash your back?"
"Hmm, in a minute," you tell me, giving me a gentle squeeze. I turn around so that I can see you, and return the hug, holding you close to me, feeling the wonderfully warm water continue to spray over us. I relax my hold enough to lather up a washcloth and gently separate enough to be able to wash your lovely body.
I wash your arms, legs, stomach, etc., cleaning the sweat and grass from you. I step back enough to allow you to rinse. As the warm water flows over you, you lean your head back, allowing the water to soak into your lovely hair. I gather the shampoo and gently massage it into your hair after it clears the stream. After I complete lathering up the shampoo, you rinse, allowing the lather to flow over your lovely body, quickly running into the drain.
Upon completion of this, I gather you into my arms and gently kiss your lovely lips. The feel of your breasts against my chest, stimulates me some more, causing pleasant twitches in my growing erection. You gently turn me around and begin to wash me down. After a moment of this, you gather some soap in your hands and reach around to lather my penis, gently stroking me, causing me to inhale sharply.
I can feel your gentle smile as your hands gently stroke me. You slowly begin to increase the pace, increasing my arousal. "Oh, yes," I moan, "that feels wonderful." You continue, working your hands faster along the increasing length of my member. The lather begins to dissipate, and you place some more soap onto your hand, keeping up the rhythm, bringing me ever closer.