(Thanks again for all the nice comments.)
After what was probably the best day of my life so far (well, maybe after the day I lost my virginity), I slept until 11 A.M. the next day. If you had experienced what I had, you probably would've slept almost nine hours, too. Anyway, after the usual morning rituals (except for peeing with a massive erection; see The 40 Year-Old Virgin for a good example of this), I went downstairs. I was so hard the waistband of my boxers was literally pulled away from my waist; I sure wasn't going to do anything to try to hide it from Amy, not after what we had done the previous day. Amy was on the sofa watching The Young and the Restless (those damn chick soaps).
"Well good morning, sleepyhead. I see you're up and alert." She was smiling and staring at my (late) morning wood as she said that.
"Yeah, no shit. You should try peeing with this thing. It's not easy."
"Oooh, gross! That's TMI for me!"
"Whatever. After yesterday nothing should be taboo between us, no pun intended."
"I just hope you didn't pee on the seat!"
"No, smartass, I aimed down. That's why it wasn't easy."
"Whatever. I was going to make breakfast, but you slept half the fucking day. How about an early lunch?"
"Okay."
"What do you want?"
"It doesn't matter. You know I'm not picky. Just don't make anything too big; I don't want to be too full for later on."
"Oh, you think, so, huh?"
"I know so."
With that she got up off the couch and planted a kiss on me, sticking her tongue in my mouth at the same time she grabbed my still rock-hard penis.
"You just wait till later. You're mine."
I'm not lying when I say I almost came right then and there when she said that.
We had a light (for us) lunch; BLT sandwiches and chicken soup. Enough to give us energy for the rest of the day, but not so filling that we'd too lethargic to do anything. We ate lunch on the couch right before noon. After we finshed lunch, I suggested to Amy that she go take a shower while I clean up and do the dishes, since I could always take a shower afterward and, being a guy, I would be much quicker than her. Her response: "Smartass. You'd better not be quicker at everything, if you catch my drift."
I'd catch anything she was willing to throw at me.
I managed to clean up quicker than I thought, so I went upstairs to take a shower as well. For a split second I contemplated going into the bathroom Amy was using and jumping in with her, but I decided against it. I was never a fan of shower sex; the water running into your eyes and ears, the awkwardness of getting a good position, the general uncomfortableness of the tub; besides, it would just be a lot better if we did it on a bed. So I used my parents shower. Their bathroom had a separate bathtub and shower stall, so it was a lot easier to use, anyway.
Of course, being a guy, I finished my shower before she did, even though I started mine a good 10 minutes after she started hers. Oh, well, I thought as I dried off, I'll just go in and watch as she finishes hers. I didn't even bother to put anything on before I opened the door to our bathroom and went inside.
She pulled back the curtain slightly and poked her head out. "What're you doing?" she said in a sexy-ass voice I'll never forget .
"Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view before the show."
She pulled the curtain back a little further and started rubbing her left breast. "Do you like what you see?"
"You have no idea."
"Well, give me just a minute. I'm just rinsing out the conditioner."
"Hurry up."
She must've had her head under the shower stream, since she didn't reply to my last comment.
Finally I heard the water start to slow down as she turned the shower off. I heard the sound of water dripping into the tub as she squeezed the excess water out of her hair (such a girl thing). She opened the shower curtain; damn she looked hot when she was wet. Her nipples were as hard as my cock.
"Hey, hand me the towel, would ya."
"I'd be happy to dry you off."
"Oh, now would you?"
"Hell yes!" And with that I grabbed the towel off the counter and started drying her off, first her shoulders, then down her arms, then her breasts (and under them, too), then her stomach, and finally down her legs.
"Don't forget the other half."
"Oh, don't worry, I won't." She then turned around, her back facing me. "Damn, Amy, I never notice how nice your ass was. It's kind of a bubble butt, but not too much. It's just perfect."
"Thanks. That's really nice of you to say."
"No problem." Then I dried her other side, starting this time with her legs, working my way up to her really NICE ass, then her lower back, working my way up to her shoulders again. However, this time, when I reached her shoulders, I stepped in the tub and kissed all over her shoulder blades.
"Oh God, Andy, that feels so good."
I didn't say anything. I just stepped closer to her, rubbing the head of my (yes, still) hard penis against her butt cheeks. She let out a little gasp, then reached behind her and grabbed my cock.
"I can't wait to have this inside me."
"Let's go."