We lay there for a long time, enjoying the afterglow, until some measure of strength began to return to me. Regretfully, I rolled out of bed, and told her to give me a moment to warm the shower up for her. She joined me soon after, some of my sperm still dribbling out of her, and I helped her into the warm water.
I have to admit that this was something I had been looking forward to. As wonderful as the sex with her had been, I hadn’t really been able to step back and admire her wonderful body. But now I could leisurely explore every inch of her as I covered her in soap, scrubbed her, and rinsed her off. I loved and caressed every inch of her fair skin, and delighted in how her blond hair hung in wet ringlets down her back. I washed myself off quickly, and we stepped out and helped each other dry.
As she stood at the bathroom counter, playing with her hair and doing other girlish things, I stood behind her and hugged her. Her soft, warm bottom pressed against me as I ran my hands over her cute little tummy and cupped her breasts in my hands. She smiled at me in the mirror, and when she was done I took her hand and led her back to my bedroom.