Amy and Brad stepped into the large hot shower. Brad let Amy stand with her back to the water first, watching her reaction as the hot water ran over her body. Amy took a deep breath, closed her eyes and let out a soft moan at the feeling. Brad just stood and watched, smiling, as she tilted her head back. Leaning her head back, she began to wet her hair so she could wash it. He moved closer to her, feeling her naked body just barely pressing against his own. His hands gently rested on the sides of her neck, his fingers playing with the now wet hair on the nape of her neck, and placed his lips softly on hers. The way he kissed her was very tender, sweet, and slow. As he pulled back, she opened her eyes to look up at him. Damn he was handsome. Some women would say he was "average" but not to her. His eyes alone were enough to capture her. His fingers softly moved and began to massage the nape of her neck as he starred down at her, their eyes locked on each other.
"Turn around and I will wash your hair for you." Brad told her, speaking low but soft and giving her a smile. Amy bit her bottom lip and smiled, not taking her eyes off of him until she was turned around. Brad reached over to the corner shower caddy and grabbed the bottle of shampoo, squirting a half dollar size amount in his left palm. As he placed the bottle back where it belonged, Amy leaned her head back slightly. Brad rubbed the shampoo between his palms before placing his hands on her hair. She closed her eyes and his fingers massaged her scalp. Being careful to make sure no shampoo went passed her hair line, he glided his fingers through her hair and worked up a good lather. Slowly he worked his fingers from root to tip, making sure to thoroughly wash her hair. The hot water, the aroma of the shampoo and the feeling of his fingers in her hair sent a shiver up her spine and she softly moaned. No man had ever washed her hair before but even if someone had, she couldn't imagine any guy making her feel this good. She didn't want him to stop but it was time to rinse. Turning around, Amy rinsed the shampoo out of her hair while keeping her eyes on Brad.
The rest of the shower was amazing. It wasn't all about sex, in fact no sex was involved but they bathed each other, caressed one another. It was affectionate and sensual. She had never shared something so intimate with someone, something that she was used to doing every day that didn't seem like such a big deal but feeling him wash her was so different. He was so gentle and caring with her. He took his time. She did the same with him and enjoyed feeling his body under her fingertips and palms. She didn't find guys that were ripped and overly muscular attractive. Brad was toned just the way she liked. She could feel his muscles but they weren't bulging. She knew he was strong. He was perfect. After helping each other bathe, Brad washed his own hair as Amy washed, loving the view. She stepped out of the shower first, wrapping her hair in a towel and then grabbing them each a towel to dry their bodies off with. Brad stepped out onto the large bathroom rug behind her and when she went to hand him his towel, he gently grabbed her around the waist and gave her another soft, sweet kiss but this time it was much shorter. Looking up at him after he pulled back, she thought to herself how she could get used to this with him.
Brad slipped on his clothes from the night before and sat on her living room couch to watch TV while Amy finished getting ready for the day. Amy dried her hair, put on just a tad bit of makeup and went to her dresser to start getting dressed. She slipped on a nude cotton thong with lace around the waistband and matching demi bra. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror she had hanging on her closet door and for the first time in a very long time, she felt confident and sexy. It was all thanks to Brad. He made her feel beautiful. She slipped on her slim bootcut jeans, which hugged her curves in all the right places, and picked one of her favorite shirts off it's hanger. It was nothing special but she loved the way it fit her. It was V neck shaped to give Brad just a hint of cleavage, the sleeves hit just above her elbows, the bottom hem just barely covered the waistband of her jeans and was navy in color with medium heather gray horizontal stripes. Again, not the sexiest thing she owned but it was comfortable and fit her perfectly. Brad had seen her in it once before and complimented her back then so she knew he liked it too. She took one more look at herself before slipping on her comfy navy wedge sandals and walking into the living room.
"Sorry you had to wait on me" she whispered as he turned to look at her. He was staring. He was looking at her more intensely than ever before and she was beginning to get a little worried...until he smiled. She couldn't help but blush a little as his eyes looked her over. He only took his eyes off of her to turn the TV off and stand up in front of her.
"You look great.." he whispered to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. He really didn't have to wait that long but it was well worth every second. Still smiling at her, he whispered again as he took his right hand and moved a strand of hair behind her ear, "It's lunch time, what do you say we grab a bite to eat and go to the park? The day is supposed to be gorgeous."
Amy tore her gaze from Brad to look out the window just a few feet away. The sun was shinning brightly, even with the blinds closed. Looking back at him, she gave him a smile and a nod of approval. As they walked down to her car, Brad took her hand in his and held it firmly, as if he never wanted to let go. Before last night she was already crazy about him but now, she was starting to feel something much deeper. They were great friends, shared everything with each other and now they were lovers. Amy was walking on cloud nine and she hoped Brad felt the same way.
