He came over. I opened the door. I couldn't even look him in the eye. He checks me out. I check him out. He walks in. I say hi. He says hi. He starts talking about how my car isn't parked out front. We engage in small talk. I'm really not paying attention. He sits on the couch. I can't stop looking at his chest. I straddle him. He pushes my dress up and rubs my thighs. He's still talking. I think I'm responding. He's looking at me, gazing into my eyes. His mouth is moving. I kiss him. He kisses me back. He stops talking. I lift his shirt and rub his abs and chest.... he smiles.
He starts talking some more and I continue to rub. He is staring at me. I nod and respond. I say lets get in the shower and start unbuckling his belt. He doesn't stop me. I unbuckle his belt. I unbutton then unzip his shorts. And I get off him. He stands up and they fall and I take off his shirt. I strip on the way to the bathroom and he follows. I turn on the shower and he is pointing at me through his boxers. I stop and just look and lick my lips. He takes them off. He gets in the shower. I get him a towel to wash him with. I get it soapy and wet then get in the shower.
We switch places so he has his back to the sprayer and his chest towards me. I began to wash him. First his chest. Then his abs. Then his arms and hands and finger tips. I slowly work my way to his member. I massage it with the warm soapy rag. Just enough pressure but also taking care of business. I feel him in my hands trying not to reach full potential. Fighting to wait until its time. I wash his balls mentally imagining playing with them with my tongue and move on to this thighs and legs. We are no longer talking. Just listening to the water run.