Stepping into the shower, I gasped as the hot, steamy water sprayed my back. My body ached; this cold was taking its toll on me. I hoped the shower would offer some relief for my tired muscles. I needed to relax and get some sleep.
I stood there, letting the water pelt against my back, turning slowly, and enjoying the gentle massage on my body. I began singing to the CD I had playing in the background. Not very well, but I was sure Guns and Roses wouldn’t mind. Belting out the lyrics to November Rain, loud and off key.
I didn’t hear you come in over the noisy din of my singing. So when you stepped into the shower, I jumped in surprise, dropping the soap.
“Aren’t you going to pick that up?” you grinned wickedly.
Catching my breath, I playfully smacked you. Still startled by your appearance and excited at having you here with me. My Sinner. I stared at you, drinking in your body. The broad shoulders, strong chest, and yes, that beautiful cock standing at attention for me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. “I didn’t expect you back so soon.”
“I came to provide you with some TLC,” You replied, “and now I’m going to scrub your back.”
Grabbing the sponge, you soaped it up and turned me around. You started at my shoulders and gently massaged my neck, pressing your body closer to my back. As you rubbed the sponge down my back, I felt your cock pressed hard between my ass cheeks. Turning to face you, I snatched the sponge away and began rubbing your chest. Paying close attention to your nipples, I tweaked one between my thumb and forefinger. A slight moan escaped your lips, prompting me to pleasure you more. Moving the sponge slowly across your belly, down to your waiting cock. Stroking your shaft with the sponge, I pushed you back against the shower wall.