Author's note:
First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.
This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.
Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.
Peter
Now on to the story:
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It was a very spacious walk-in shower, with a wall that separated it from the rest of the room. No door or curtain. I noticed that the bar of soap was Ivory. A girlfriend of mine had once told me that it was the best for the kind of shower Alice and I were about to share because it didn't sting or irritate, no matter where you got it!
It wasn't long before we were wrapped in each other's arms, kissing passionately under the streaming hot water. It felt wonderful.
After a few minutes we started to soap each other up. I paid special attention to Alice's lovely breasts, while she lathered my body pretty much all over, everywhere except my cock. While still face to face I pulled her close and soaped her back and especially her ass, making sure to wash in her crack, and not just to get the cum that George had missed. I would squeeze and massage her buns then slide my hand up and down her crack, then slide my middle finger in her anus and wash around and around the opening. She was moaning again soon. Her breasts were pressed against my chest and the feeling was wonderful.
There was a little seat molded into the shower wall. I put one foot up on it so my thigh was parallel to the floor. I positioned Alice with her back to me and had her drape one leg over mine. This spread her pussy wide and allowed me to support her between my leg and one arm wrapped around her waist. I then began to assault her pussy with my other hand. She laid her head back on my shoulder and soon was fucking back against my hand. Soon she was getting weak in the knees. If I hadn't been holding her up she would have slumped to the floor. I kept working on her pussy and concentrated more and more on her clit. It wasn't long before she screamed as she came yet again. This woman was insatiable.
Once she recovered, she sat on the seat and had me stand facing her. This put my cock right at eye level for her. She grabbed the Ivory and thoroughly lathered my cock and balls. Given the number of times I'd cum in the last 24 hours and how recently the last one had been, not much happened, but it sure felt good. She mainly concentrated on my balls, rubbing them, holding them, squeezing them ever so lightly. It was making my cock stir so that I could feel it (I'm sure she could too), but it wasn't really getting hard, just swelling a bit. After a good long time of this she started to work on my cock, holding the shaft in one hand so it was pointing at her, and working on the head and that most sensitive spot right under it with the other hand.
This woman could do things to a cock with her hands that I'd certainly never felt before! This was even better than the pseudo hand job she'd given me with the Astroglide right before our anal experience. When my cock was semi hard (which was the most I thought it capable of for quite a while to come), she took the sprayer off the wall and rinsed off all the soap, and then she took me in her mouth and worked on me some more, while using her hands on my balls again. Now I was getting weak in the knees. It would take a fair bit more before I was ready to cum again, but I was almost fully erect, much to my surprise.
Finally, as we were just about water soaked, she looked up at me with a smile that depicted extreme self satisfaction and declared, "Looks like our friend will be ready for some more pretty soon now!"
We shut off the water and got big bath sheets. Once dry I wrapped myself in mine and she made a cover out of hers. I just sat and watched her while she used a blower to dry her hair. Until she finished, neither of us said a word. We just looked and smiled at each other in the mirror. When she was done we walked hand in hand back to the bedroom, still in silence, but each with huge smiles.
George was still flat on his back (duh!) but had evidently been looking in the direction of the bathroom the whole time we were gone. I couldn't tell how much he'd been able to hear, but he looked the most miserable I'd seen yet. He was a mess. I'm sure that he was tired and in addition to the ache I knew he felt in his groin, I imagine having been tied to that chair for so long had become very uncomfortable, in spite of my efforts to make it otherwise. Plus, he was a crusty, cummy, slimy mess. He had remnants of my cum from Alice's mouth, cunt and ass, both smeared and dried in his lap and all over his face. He also had Alice's juices mixed in. But I had a sense that all of those things, plus having watched and heard all the sexual high jinks Alice and I had enjoyed, didn't bother him nearly as much as seeing us hold hands and sensing the affection that was unmistakably growing between us. George had signed on for watching his wife get fucked by a stranger, period. I was pretty sure that he never would have knowingly agreed to what had unfolded instead.
"All this exercise has made me hungry and thirsty, how about you?" she asked me, totally ignoring George.
"Yup, I could use a bite."
And we headed to the kitchen in our towels. Something about having been naked together for so long, following her ass clad in the towel made her even sexier than when she was bare.
We spent a long time in the kitchen, having a light lunch and visiting some more. I was really taken with Alice. She was a beautiful, sexy, warm, and vibrant woman. The major incongruity was the way she treated George. But right now that wasn't my concern. I was just glad to be getting to know her better and better, and I was still very much looking forward to some more killer sex before I left later that day.
Long after we finished our food and drink she looked me straight in the eye and with a lustful smile asked, "You think you're ready to get it up again?"
Very honestly I replied, "Normally, I don't think I could, but with you and maybe a little help, I bet I can!"
"Good, and I'll be glad to help," she giggled. Let's go back and check on Georgie."
So we went back to the bedroom.
I took the lead. As I stood George's chair back up again I began, "Well Georgie, this was originally all about you getting to see Alice get fucked by another man. It may have turned into a bit more than that, but since that was the objective, I think we need to make sure that's what happens. And this time I mean really SEE!"