Monika stepped into the shower as she did every morning, it was so much part of the ritual that it was almost a thoughtless act, it was driven by the mundane schedule of things that had developed during the lockdown, during the several lockdowns, Wake up, check for messages, make a cup of coffee, avoid looking at the news, head for the bathroom so that she could have some pride in the day to come. No slouching around, no wasting time, just not allowing herself to be drawn into a day of nothingness.
The shower itself had a ritual, rinse all over, wash everywhere apart from her hair, shave anywhere that threatened to impact on her own image of herself, of what she wanted to be, or at least how she wanted to be perceived. She often thought of her man and how she could look the best for him, she knew this was a very old fashioned idea these days but it was what was important to her. It was engrained so deep into her psyche that it was an essential part of her preparation for the day. She was preparing his girl.
Normally she would move on and wash the important parts again and then shampoo her hair before leaving the shower and drying. This morning went in a different direction, she was just rinsing the second set of suds from her body when she heard the bathroom door open. She was startled just for a second and then so deeply pleased to see Robert dropping his towel and stepping into the shower.
He immediately kissed her, pushing her back into the spray of water as he did, the hot shower was now part of a much wider sensual assault, his kisses always did that on their own but being wet and naked amplified the effect. She could feel her shoulders relax and twist into his embrace, As she put her head back to avoid the water running down her face he kissed her neck and his hand smoothed over and cupped her breast. Her lips instinctively returned to his as they turned sideways to the shower spray.
She felt the water cascading over her man, she followed it with gentle hands, running her hands over his shoulders, down his back, over his lovely neat bottom and then back up the side of his torso to his chest. She felt that familiar tingle and warmth permeate through her veins, through her whole self.
Robert kissed her harder and pulled himself close, she could feel his lovely cock pressing against her, she wanted to seek it out but she resisted, it was so sexy to feel him pressed against her as they kissed. Her warmth spread to her clit and she could feel it swell just a little, become super sensitive, she knew she was becoming damp from within.
When she had first met Robert she was embarrassed that her clit gave her secrets away, she wasn't sure if he would appreciate finding damp knickers after the merest kiss. That seemed like history now, she had finally come to see it as part of her lust for him, although occasionally she still wished it was less obvious!