Waking up with him next to her, still in a sleepy daze she if wondering if she is dreaming the evening before runs through her mind as she lies there watching him sleep. A smile comes to her face, she is where she belongs again....with him. Kissing him lightly on the face she gets up to shower, letting him sleep.
She enters the bathroom with all of all last nights love making running through her mind, just thinking of it was getting her so excited, she turns on the shower and drops her robe to the floor, running her hands down her body as remembers feeling his hands on her last night, tracing every inch of her with first his hands, then his mouth with his soft lips and teasing tongue, the thoughts of this are making her crazy with desire...as she watches herself in the mirror running her hands down, brushing them across her breasts, feeling how hard her nipples have already become just from the thoughts.
She continues to tease her own body with her hands tracing lightly down her stomach sliding them down her hips then to her inner thighs, just letting them run lightly over her V and back up her stomach to her breast, taking each nipple between her finger tips twisting and teasing as she watches her self, she grows so wet watching herself in the mirror. She lets one of her hands find its way back down, running lightly across her clit, swollen from the excitement of watching herself in the mirror and thinking of him...her hand slides further between her legs feeling the moistness there letting her finger slide in to moisten it as she moves back up and then down again as she moves her other hand to her mouth seductively taking her fingers in her mouth wetting them then back down to breasts she continues to twist her nipples, her wet fingers moving across her chest from breast to breast.
Little did she know, that all this time she had an audience, she had no idea he was watching her in the mirror standing at an angle outside the bathroom where she could not see him. Watching her...and knowing she had no idea that he was there was driving him wild, he had grown hard, finding it difficult not to enter the bathroom and join her erotic activities. But being the voyeur was exciting in and of itself.
She stops and decides to continue her activities in the warmth of the shower, feeling the warm water run down her body she decides to leave the shower curtain open so she can continue watching herself as she brings herself pleasure. He can still see her every move as her hand finds it way back down rubbing her clit up and down, she feels how wet she is as she lets her finger slide in, moving in and out....slowly at first then faster and faster...as she grows closer and closer to orgasm he sees that familiar flush that comes over her, that look on her face, the look in her eyes he has seen so many times before. He can no longer just watch he enters the bathroom and steps into the shower kissing her on the back of the neck... she is slightly startled but too into the moment to stop what she is doing.