The sun began gradually creeping through the curtains of another Sunday morning, one more day before the monotonous weekly regime started all over again, but something in my mind suggested this Sunday might be something just a little different.
As I surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings of the bedroom I saw first hand the evidence of the previous nights encounter. Clothes, strewn across the floor, seemed to make a mockery of the otherwise tidy space, everything in its rightful place.
The memories came back as my head screamed out at me at a rapid pace, my brain seemingly trying to escape from within. It had certainly been a good night indeed. From standing there, nonplussed and contemplating an early night, to that first alluring image of Jane as she wrestled with her non-compliant belt, my helpful assistance and culminating in a night of wild unbridled passion well into the early hours.
As I gently lifted my head, again much to the advice given by the rest of my body, to check on the time, I was surprised to see it was still early, well, as Sunday mornings go anyway, just after 9am.
My movement though must have disturbed Jane as she lay there, her hair a fine mess after the earlier exertions. One eye open, and the realisation of the night before finally dawned on her. She could just about raise a brief "hey" her voice croaky, her throat dry, probably not helped by the copious amounts of alcohol both of us had consumed in the previous hours.
"Hey back" I replied as I moved over towards her, taking her naked body closely into my arms. We held each other close and tight, the warmth of our bodies feeling comfortable, but bearing in mind our passions the night before it wasn't long before my body started to return to its normal state, especially my cock which gradually began to stir, brushing gently against her smooth, young skin.
"Someone ready for more?" Jane asked, clearly feeling my morning erection more now, as she reached down under the covers and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Once again, her hand held firmly against me sent almost immediate pulses of joy throughout my body and I could just about grunt in acknowledgement.
"Well let's get cleaned up first" she offered, and I had to agree, hoping the hot water from her shower would liven the rest of my body up, and go some way to relieving the self-inflicted headache.
Normally never a morning person anyway, it took some doing to clamber out from underneath the covers but the potential benefits certainly seemed to outweigh the disadvantages as we picked our way between the remaining clothes and both strolled confidently, naked, to the bathroom, my now firmly erect cock leading the way like a flag being first taken into battle.
Now there's something I like about a shower. This was perfect. The jets of water were hard and fast, and importantly, hot, feeling like each stream was impregnating my body with bursts of electricity. It was the sort of shower I would never want to get out of and even more so when Jane joined me too. Thankfully it was big enough for the two of us both. Not too large that we were far apart, but comfortably close, our warm, wet skin brushing up against each other and my erection, which still hadn't abated just occasionally brushing against her heightening the pleasure even further.
As the bathroom filled with steam, and our bodies glistened with the fresh pulses of water, Jane reached her hand down my chest, gently scraping her perfectly manicured nails against me, grazing with a lustful look in her eyes. The sort of look that left me in no doubt that she wanted, needed more and I had every intention of satisfying her desires.
