Joule D'Armon was perfect. In her he saw everthing he had searched for what seemed like his entire existence. In her eyes he could see the sun rise. In her arms he could feel her strength, In her soul he could live forever. Tonight was the night, it had been planned for weeks and nothing was going to stand in his way. Nothing. Least of all that bitch Katrina.
It was their anniversary and Joule wanted everything to be perfect. Dinner at their favorite seaside resturant, champagne on the beach and dessert back at home.
Steam seeped out from under the bathroom door mixed with the tangy scent of sandalwood, Katrina's favorite. Joule shed her clothes and disappeared into the heavy white cloud. Water sloshed over the rim of the garden tub when she lounged back into the heated paradise.
"Mmmmm" she moaned, stroking the lather covered cloth across her firm breasts. Her nipples peaked as droplets of water cascaded down to her stomach. Her back arched as her hands ran between her thighs. The cloth was forgotten as her fingers slid between the soft folds of her pussy. Katrina, I wish it were your fingers, she thought as she thrust two fingers deep into her hot snatch. She let her legs fall open and thrust her hips against her hands.
Nicholas "Nikki" DeAngelo stood at the window of his sixth floor apartment, muscles pulled at the seams of his jacket as he placed his hands on either side of the frame. "Come for me."
Joule stilled her fingers and enjoyed the fullness she felt between her legs, the soft hairs tickled the underside of her wrist. With a wry smile she rose to her knees and took the shaving cream from the box beside the tub. "Oh you're gonna like this Katrina." she said aloud as she rubbed a generous amount of foam across her pubic hair. The razor felt oddly sensual as it raked the hair from her sensitive nether lips. She worked slowly making sure not a single hair remained. Rinsing her body off she marveled at the feel of water running over her nude pussy. She rose to step from the tub when the door swung open.
"Very nice, little girl," Katrina purred.
Joule jumped, "Kat. . . dammit, I wanted to surprise you!"
"You have, now come here and let me see how that feels on my tongue." Joule opened her arms to Katrina, a shiver ran through her body as Katrina licked her lips and moved forward.
How magnificent she was, how enticing her moans and whimpers. He could barely contain the heat building in his loins as he watched her stroke herself. He ground his hips against the window ledge, as she rose from the tub in naked splendor arms opening wide. . . Katrina! Snarling he shoved away from the ledge, not looking back or noticing the two deep holes his fists had made in the wall beside the window.
