It was hot, too hot for the end of October. I entered my only slightly cooler house to escape from the blazing sun. I flopped down in my favorite easy chair and closed my eyes for a few minutes. After all the yard work, I was in dire need of a shower. I then heard the shower upstairs running. Who the hell was in my shower? I got up out of my chair and headed up stairs. When I got to my bedroom, I quietly entered. I moved to the bathroom door and peered through the slight opening left by my mysterious intruder. I could see through the glass walls of the shower that it was a woman, standing with her back to me, a woman with a sexy body and wearing a black body stocking. Now that is different, I thought to myself, what a novel way to wash a piece of lingerie.
Wait, who is she and why is she in my shower? I wanted to go in and confront her but part of me wanted to just stand there and watch. She turned slowly, letting the water flow down her incredible curves. I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts. Her hands moved over her body, stimulating her erect nipples, squeezing her breasts, gliding over her flat stomach and down to her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she placed her back against the tiled wall and slid down until her lovely ass touched one of the shower benches. Reaching to her right she changed from the standard shower nozzle to the overhead rain shower head. Her legs spread wide as the fingers of her left hand entered her pussy while her right hand fondled her breasts.
I stood there, mouth a gape and my cock soaking the front of my shorts. What do I do? My hand seemed to know as it found its way to my dick and started to pump away. I pulled off my sweat soaked t-shirt and managed to get my shorts down to my ankles. I stepped out of my old tennis shoes and stroked my cock to the incredible woman masturbating in my shower. I could hear her moan over the hiss of the shower nozzle as she continued to pleasure herself. I couldn't take it any longer. I pushed open the bathroom door and walked to the shower. She didn't seem to notice me or didn't care. I opened the glass shower door and stepped in, closing it behind me.
"Mmmmmmm...I was wondering when you were going to join me," she said in a sultry voice. She opened her eyes, and beaconed me closer with the curling of one of her manicured fingers.
"How did you get here?" I asked more than a little confused.
"I need you to help me," she said as I moved closed. She took my hand from my cock and pulled me down to my knees in front of her. She placed my hand on her warm wet nylon encased thigh, putting her hand on my head and pulling me forward to her open pussy.
I just went with it, placing my other hand on her opposite thigh. I pulled her to me until her ass was at the edge of the bench. I then spread her legs wide and placed them over my shoulders. The water cascading down on us made her body stocking look extra slick. Her pussy lips were open and I could see her swollen clit throbbing before my eyes. These erotic images were making my cock even more painfully hard. I kissed her pussy softly at first then more firmly. I moved my kisses down along her pulsing pussy lips. She rocked her hips up exposing her whole over heated sex to my attentions. I flattened my tongue and ran it back up to her hard clit. Sucking it into my mouth, my tongue flicked lightly over her sensitive bud. Her body shook as my assault on her clit continued.
