I pulled into her driveway and sat in the car for a minute. My heart was racing, my hands were balmy, and my pussy was soaked. I read the text one more time, mostly to make sure I wasn't imagining things. "You. Me. Now."
I shut the car off and got out. I walked to her front door, shoving my keys in the front pocket of my jeans. I quickly touched each button on my shirt to make sure they were done, except the very top.
I got to the door, and hesitated a second, wondering if I should knock or just walk in. I reached for the handle, and my heart almost left my chest in anticipation of what was on the other side.
I walked through the door and stopped in the entry way for a minute. I looked right and saw no one in the dining room or kitchen, to the left was an empty family room. I walked through the family room and went up the stairs and through the first door on the left. I entered her bedroom and heard the shower running in the attached bathroom.
I slipped my shoes off, then pulled my socks off and tucked them in my white and black tennis shoes. I stood there another minute, debating my next move. I could go to the shower and fuck her there, or wait on the bed and fuck her there. I knew almost right away I couldn't wait any longer to touch her body. I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it on the chaise in the corner. My pants quickly followed, then my boxers, beater, and bra.
I walked into the steam filled bathroom and admired the view through the steam on the glass shower door. She was facing the wall, running her hands through her hair. Her long, slender body drenched in water with some soap. Those legs went on for days before meeting a perfectly rounded ass, her flat stomach, and an amazing set of boobs with beautifully rounded nipples. Her long dark hair fell to the middle of her shoulder blades, and was always swept up in a loose ponytail, except right now. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, and I was about to lose my mind thinking about touching her. The idea of our bodies grinding together got me so wet.
I knew she knew I was there, but no words had to be spoken. I slipped into the shower with her, and wrapped my arms around her waist and ran them up her stomach. A quiet moan escaped her lips as she arched her back. I ran my hands up her sides, over her boobs and behind her head. I moved her hair to one side and began kissing her neck on the other side. I slid my hands back to her boob, and took one nipple into each hand. I rolled them around between my fingers, and she continued to moan, just quietly. She suddenly turned around and put her lips on mine. Our lips parted and tongues slid past each other, becoming intertwined. I put my hands in her hair again and pushed my body against hers. We continued to kiss hard and fast, as I pulled her hair.
Then I pushed against her a little harder and put her body between me and the wall. I kissed down her neck and bent a little to suck on one nipple while my hand found the other one. Her hands were in my hair and on my back as she arched her back more. She was begging me to fuck her. The hand that was on her nipple went further down, while my mouth went back up to her neck and then her mouth. I slipped two fingers between her lips and felt how wet she was from wanting me so badly. I rubbed those fingers over her clit and she let out a loud moan. I could tell she was extremely sensitive, and I was taking it all in. I continued rubbing her clit, first back and forth, then circles around it. I kept getting faster and she kept getting louder. The louder she got, the more her nails dug in, and I loved every second of excitement. I put my free hand on her lower back to help keep her steady, while my body pinned against her kept her on her feet. The hot water running over us added to the sensations, and made it more intense.