I follow you towards the bathroom like a puppy. Just before I get there you close the door in my face and laugh, "just a few minutes." you say. I return to the rest of the house and clean up things, blow out the candles, bank the fire and turn out the lights. When I return the bathroom door is open a bit and I can hear the shower running. I step through the door and see your form on the other side of the glass door. The view is obscured by the steam, but I can see the water bouncing off your hair and running down your body. Your shape is etched in my mind.
I quickly open the door and step into the shower with you. The water cascades over us and we are soon soaked in the hot water and steam. I take a bar of soap and a washcloth and get it soapy. I lean in and kiss your lips, so soft, full and inviting. Our hunger is still alive as we kiss. I can feel your slippery body against mine as we hold each other close.
You pull away and take the soapy cloth away from me and say, "Let me wash you." "Turn around" you say and begin to wash me. You start at my neck and shoulders. Then you move down my back and arms. Dropping to your knees you continue down washing my butt and legs. Then you turn me around and start washing at my feet and moving upwards.
You gently wash my balls and cock. Then kiss it gently as you giggle. Then you continue up my stomach and chest. All too soon you are finished and pushing me under the water to rinse off.