Anna smiled at me. The same smile that had pulled me in on the first day we met, and the same smile I hoped to see every day until my dying breath, and then some more if any of the religious groups preaching about the afterlife turned out to be correct. I don't even remember what I'd said to earn that smile this time, I was so lost in her beauty.
We were lying in bed, resting. Today was my birthday, and I didn't know what our plans were for the rest of the day, having agreed to hand that over to my girlfriend. She'd let me know we had some time to rest before we got moving, which was a near necessity after our energetic morning. Anna had presented me with what she said was only the first gift of the day when I woke up; I would have died a happy man without anything else, given that the first gift was her anal virginity.
"So, what are we up to next?" I asked curiously.
"Well, we're going to shower and then head out -- I have some reservations for us. You have some gym shoes, right?" she asked, her head still resting on my shoulder while she ran her fingers around my naked chest.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
"Just going to be doing a little walking, that's all," she said nonchalantly, giving nothing away. "I was a little worried that I was going to be sore after I chose this order for your day, but I think I'm mostly alright, it's not as bad as I thought it would be," she said. I could hear the mirth in her voice, and I grinned.
"Maybe I just didn't go hard enough, then?" I teased.
"Nope, that is definitely not it," she said, immediately shutting down by teasing, but smiling despite herself. Just as I was coming up with a bit more banter, my phone started buzzing. "I need to get you a nightstand so your phone isn't always on the floor," Anna remarked thoughtfully as I reached down off the bed to grab it. Anna took advantage of my twisted body to playfully squeeze my butt.
"It's my mom," I said. Before I could accept the call, Anna chimed in.
"Well, definitely don't tell her she called at exactly the right time and that if she'd been ten minutes earlier, you'd have been busy, buried balls deep up my ass," she whispered in my ear, giggling. I rolled my eyes with a smile. "I'll jump in the shower, join me when you're done," she added quickly, and got off the bed. I swiped to answer the phone, but my eyes were fixated on Anna's sexy body as she walked naked to the bathroom.
"Hello?" came the voice on the other end of the call. I'd gotten distracted.
"Hey, Mom, what's up?" I covered for my momentary lapse.
"Happy birthday, Charlie!" she said in an excited voice.
"Thanks, Mom. How are you and Dad?" I asked, standing up to stretch. I felt a little weird, being naked on the phone with my mom, still a little sweaty from sex, but it wasn't like she could see me.
"We're good, although we're wondering when our son is going to come visit us," she said, admonishing me in a playful tone. Before I could respond, I heard my dad's voice.
"Happy birthday, son," he said. "Ignore your mom, we know you're busy with your new job, come down when you can. If not, we'll come up there soon." My parents lived in South Florida, just outside Fort Lauderdale.
"I meant to call you. My girlfriend has to go to Miami for work late this week, and I thought I'd make a weekend out of it with her, and you could meet her?" I asked. I heard the shower start up in the bathroom, but decided to step into the hallway to continue the conversation. "I haven't asked her yet, but if you guys are free..." I trailed off.
"Is this the girl you met at Disney that you told us about? Getting serious then, huh?" my dad chimed in.
"Her name is Anna, and um, a little more than that, actually..." I hesitated. "I'm going to propose." I barely heard my dad say something about that being fast over my mom's shrieking. "Yeah, it is fast," I said once she had calmed down to around 50%. "But it feels right. I wanted you both to meet her first, but we didn't find a weekend to make it down there with all the job craziness, so I'd love it if you were free next weekend."
"I have a fishing charter on Saturday with some friends," my dad said, seemingly unfazed by my revelation, but my mom nearly shouted at him.
"Oh, please, Richard, you'll cancel it, he might be bringing a fiancée," she declared impatiently. I didn't hear any dispute and grinned a little. "We're free, Charlie, you just tell us when you know if you'll be here," she said, her voice now sweet. I laughed.
"I'll confirm with Anna and let you know. You guys are going to love her, she's amazing," I told them. My mom gushed some more about being excited to meet her.
"Finally, another girl in the family," she got out.
"Calm down, Mom, she hasn't said yes yet," I said. I was pretty sure I heard a scoff on the other end.
"Nobody could turn you down, Charlie," my mom said lovingly. I almost heard my teenage self saying, 'Mom, stop.'
"That's cause he's got my looks," my dad joked.
"Yeah, well, he can thank me that he didn't get your pasty skin," she joked at my dad.
"Alright, well, I've got to go, but I'll talk to you soon. Thanks for calling, I'll hopefully see you next weekend," I cut in. They broke from their unserious arguing to say goodbye, and I slipped back into Anna's room and tossed my phone onto the bed. Then I headed into the bathroom.
When I stepped onto the tile white tile floor, I saw the steam-filled shower cubicle off to my right. Anna was vaguely visible through the fogged glass, with the curved shape of her body tantalizingly obscured. Her head was tilted back as she rinsed her hair, her back arched ever so slightly. She was a goddess, even in low resolution.
The magnetic handle made a noise as I pulled open the glass door, causing Anna to turn towards me and grin, water dripping down her unblemished skin. My eyes immediately gravitated to her chest, her full, round breasts capped by achingly perfect pink nipples. Droplets of water cascaded over the swell of her chest. Anna must have seen my eyes drop, because she moved her arms to press her tits together and winked at me. I smiled and pulled her into a hug before my lips met hers.
Our kiss didn't stop, building slowly in intensity as we shared the heat of the water. I could feel her body melting into mine, her breasts pressing against my chest, her abs meeting mine. My right hand cradled the back of her head, and my left slid up and down her slippery back, feeling her toned muscles extend down to the swell of her perky butt. My manhood didn't wait for an invitation, hardening to full length between us and brushing against her belly. Anna's arms were both around my neck until she felt me grow between her; then her right hand slowly slid down the edge of my chest until sneaking between our moist skin to find my erection.
She separated an inch or two from me to give her hand room to move. Without breaking the kiss, her wrist began to slowly pump my shaft, each upward movement ending with a gentle twist around the head that sent a tingle through me. Her soft hand drove me wild, setting every nerve in my cock aflame with desire while maintaining its almost maddeningly slow rhythm.
"You're hard again already," she gasped with a smile as we broke apart to breathe.
"Sorry, you bring it out in me," I said.
"Never, ever apologize for this masterpiece of a cock," she whispered in my ear. "Hard is exactly how I wanted you -- I was planning on just rubbing soap on my tits to get you there, but it was even easier than that," she giggled.
"Well, cleanliness is important, don't let me stop you," I said seriously. Anna grinned, but let go of my dick and grabbed a bottle off the shelf before squirting some of its contents into her hands. Looking up at my eyes, she started to wash her body. First, she soaped up her abs, then moved up to her breasts, covering them in foamy bubbles. I stared with zero shame, and her smile only grew, so that was evidently what she was going for.
When it came time to do her legs, she lifted her foot onto the bench. This was a particularly sexy move, given that the bench was behind me from her, so her thigh brushed against my hip and her sex hovered an inch or two from the throbbing purplish head of my cock. Anna just looked up at me coyly while she rubbed soap into her toned thigh. Then she repeated the spectacle with her other leg.
My hand almost involuntarily made to touch her, to rub her and tease her clit. Anna stopped me.
"I'm still sore. It's not so bad, but it might hurt a little to have sex right now since it's right in the same general spot," she said, her eyes watching mine. Of course, she only found understanding. "But don't worry. I've got plans for you," she said with a wink, pressing down on my shoulder to sit me on the bench. Then she turned around.
I watched as she soaped up her perfect glutes, firm with just the right amount of softness and jiggle. I was mesmerized as I watched her perfect cheeks getting washed right in front of my face, and my situation only intensified as she bent down to wash her legs, her slit visible between her cheeks only a foot in front of me. It wouldn't be until after the shower that I would realize that she'd already washed her legs and that little display was entirely for my benefit.
As quickly as she'd turned away, Anna spun around and grabbed the soap bottle again. This time, the focus of her attention was my body, and she started washing my shoulders and chest. Her hands massaged their way down, cleaning my abs before she skipped ahead to my thighs with a wink and a smile.
"Saving the best part for last, Charlie," she said softly. When the rest of me had been rubbed down, Anna added a little bit more soap to her hands and then moved in on my manhood. Her left hand tentatively slid up my inner thigh before cradling my balls, and her right hand gripped my shaft and began to stroke me.
