"I need to shower" she said as she walked through the door to the bathroom from her bedroom. I paused, stood still inside of her small room while I heard the sound of pressured water suddenly spurting out and rattling against the inside of the bathtub, my thoughts lingered on her; at this very moment the clothes would be peeling from her flesh and falling to the floor. Her breasts would lay exposed, those soft ample mounds forming in my mind as I closed my eyes and listened to the water beating down, my minds eye now drifting around her neck and slowly down along the canvas of skin that was her back, that lay there untouched ready to be painted with my hands, deep long sensual strokes of fingerpainting her flesh with the dripping beads of water that would roll down her body and allow my hands to flow as though touching thickly padded silk, and still my mind eye wanders; now etching it's way down along her ass, the shapely formed flesh that filled me with desire at the thought of it pressing into my palms as she craved to feel my touch upon her.
And with my eyes still closed I heard the water break as she stepped into it, the beads would now be driven against her skin. The thought of her filling me with such desire that my shaft now pressed hard against the confines of my clothing, walking slowly over to the bathroom door I paused to listen, my head leaning almost to touch the white painted wood. My thoughts swirling and conjuring images of her hands traveling across her skin leaving a fine trail of soap against her body, the water dripping from her limbs as one of my hands reached down to unfasten my jeans. My hardened length springing forth as the zip lowered down, the feeling of that tender part of me grinding against the jagged edge of the zip causing me to wince as it passed through the opening and took its place in my hand as I began to slowly stroke my fingers up and down along the shaft, allowing only my thumb and forefinger to loop around the head, squeezing them gently down upon it each time they passed against it.
My head leaning to the door, I suddenly in horror realised the door was creeping open as my head rested against it. My hand pausing in its duties as in my stunned silence I waited to see if this had sealed my fate. But as I continued gazing through that crack in the door as it crept open upon it's own momentum, I was no longer looking at a girl in my mind, but the girl in front of me. The water trickled down from the curves of her body, bringing with it the soft white suds of the soap that caressed her skin in a way that in my mind somehow twinged a pang of jealousy, of need, of desire.
Feasting my eyes upon her body, my shaft beginning to throb upon my palm as my grip had loosened in the momentary haze of the sight of her. Her hands roamed across her body, watching her as she rubbed lotion across her body until the soapy bubbles formed and drifted about her flesh guided by the surging droplets of water that ran across her frame. Unable to sate my urges I turned away, taking a breath while pondering the moment. My mind was reeling, spinning in a daze of confusion and lust, to take the chance or not? echoed in my mind and in that moment it seemed clear. My shirt sliding off over my head, my belt unbuckling and my jeans falling to the floor; finally shimmying out of my boxers, and hopping both of my feet up as I tugged away my socks. Completely unclothed as I made my way back to the door, I glanced again upon her as her fingers drifted against her hair, the shampoo suds falling into her eyes as I crept across the bathroom floor, stepping into the tub in silence behind her. My pulse racing, I stepped forwards bringing my chest to press against her back, my hardened length pressing to the soft supple flesh of her ass causing her to shriek suddenly before turning around.