I hear you coming in the door of the hotel room. I am in the shower; you are walking through the first room of the suite. You flip on the television and see if there’s a game on, then you hear the shower and come to investigate.
I hold my breath listening for your heavy footsteps. A linebacker on your high school football team, even in your mid 30’s you maintain your huge form. Broad shoulders chiseled chest, muscular arms and legs. I have always been partial to a man’s thighs, and yours, drive me wild.
I listen for your hand on the partially open door of the bathroom. You come in and I watch you through the glass shower door. I watch you with my sensual eyes, as I stand there waiting for your reaction to what I am about to do next.
The hot water is cascading down my lithesome body. There are droplets of water across my shoulders and on my large breasts. My nipples have hardened because of your presence, and the water streaming down on them. My hips flare out in a direct compliment of my tiny waist.
I raise my hands above my head, arching my back pushing my tits forward so you can see them clearly through the door. I watch your eyes as they dilate. You watch me intently to see what my next move is. I take the wash cloth and soap it liberally, rubbing slowly down the length of my creamy white body. I stop underneath my tits raising them up slightly, showing off my large pink nipples to you, and then my hands continue on to the dark curls at the junction of my legs. I start soaping the curls. I drop the cloth and moan softly as my fingers interlace with those dark curls and electric sensations start flying through my body. I rub my soapy hands across my bare buttocks, bending over towards the glass door. I rub my ass with my hands, soaping it up, making it slippery. Finally I bend over a bit more and spread my legs. I hold my ass cheeks in my hands, easing them apart, showing you my tight little asshole.
I glance furtively over my shoulder, catching your eye, watching your reaction. I can tell from the bulge in your jeans that your cock is hard and I ache to take it in my mouth and taste it.
I stand closer to the shower, allowing the water to cascade down my body once more. When all the soap is gone, I open the shower door. The steam billows out when I do, and my nipples pucker even more with the rush of cool air. I smile at you and then I sit on the floor of the bathtub. I spread my legs far apart and brace my feet against the sides of the bath. I start to slide my finger into my pussy. Just one finger, slowly, slowly making its entrance into my hot wet insides. I withdraw my finger, moaning softly and slide it into my mouth. I catch your eye and smile. Your hand is rubbing up and down on the outside of your jeans, rubbing your hard cock through the material, feeling the precum as it starts to drip from your cockhead.
