The faint click of the lock opening was nothing at all compared to the sound of her soft sigh as she opened the door after a long, exhausting day at work. In fact it seemed to take forever to carry the groceries into the kitchen and put everything away. Today had been the day from hell, everything that could go wrong at work, had. She really hated Mondays.
"What a day! I need a long, hot shower, and", she glanced at the clock on the counter, "he'll be here in a couple of hours."
It took less time than one would imagine to undress and pull on a silky robe. The thought of hot water washing away the miserable day was the only thing on her mind as she slipped out of the robe and hung it on the hook outside the linen closet door. Reaching in, she turned the shower dial to warm and closed the large glass door to hold back the warm spray.
Humming softly as she took out two towels, one to twist up the mass of wet curls and one to wrap around her petite body in place of the robe. By the time she grabbed the new bottle of shampoo, steam was already rising over the top of the glass walls.
Once she moved under the cascading spray, a sigh of pleasure slipped past her lips as the stinging water met her shoulders and back. It felt good, and she bent her head, letting it rain down on her.
In fact it felt so good she didn't hear the bathroom door open, or the sound of his clothes falling onto the floor. She was so lost in the steamy water that the sound of the shower enclosure door opening and closing never even registered.
He tipped the silky shower gel into the palm of one hand and rubbed both together before reaching out to slide them across her shoulders. A smile curved his lips as a startled gasp echoed around them. She stiffened and one hand quickly reached for the foamy back-brush.
As she was turning he caught her raised wrist and pulled her into his arms. The kiss was slow and sensuous, any air remaining in her lungs left in a rush as his free hand cupped and squeezed one rosy pink cheek.
The kiss was easy to recognize. She murmured his name and the brush fell to the floor with a thud. Rubbing her wet body against his, she moaned at the feel of his cock pushing between her slightly parted thighs. Tilting her head back, she grinned up at him.
"You're early. I wasn't expecting you for another hour or so."
"I had my secretary reschedule the last meeting. I couldn't get your voice out of my head, so I thought I'd come over early and take advantage of the free time it gave me. You don't mind, do you?"
She raised up on tiptoe and gave him another lingering kiss, swirling the tip of her tongue around his lips before easing back down again. This time with his cock firmly caught between her legs. A wicked little smile crossed her face as she rocked her hips, causing his cock to slip back and forth along the wet lips of her sex.
"Wash my back and maybe I won't mind."
With that she turned around and bent over, placing her hands on the flat seat that lined one end of the oversized shower enclosure. As he watched, she spread her legs and bent even more, so that her pussy was displayed perfectly, right before his eyes. Reaching between her legs, he pushed a long finger into the moist slit, growling as she moaned and the muscles tightened around the tip of his finger.