It still makes me smile to hear your voice from the shower as you sing. Your words echo from the bathroom into the bedroom where I am lying on the bed, waiting for you to finish. The song ends and I hear the water shut off and the sounds of you drying yourself. Your voice rings out with "Iβm ready" and I pad into the bathroom where I had placed the chair earlier. I turn and see you slipping your bathrobe on, your hair wrapped up in a towel and set on top of your head like a crown. I still inwardly gasp with delight when I see you naked β you are so beautiful.
You look at me and raise an eyebrow. I have not told you what I have in mind and the chair in the middle of the bathroom floor has you curious. You take the two ends of the bathrobeβs belt and begin to tie them together. Ignoring your implied question, I stop your hands from making the knot and slide mine in around your damp waist drawing you close to me. I am naked, too, and your warm moist body both relaxes and excites me as I press against you. I kiss your cheek, smelling a delightful combination of body soap and shampoo. Embracing you closer, my mouth covers yours and our tongues dance in the way they have always done, teasing and arousing.
As we kiss, I pull the belt from your bathrobe and hold it in one hand. When the kiss ends, I take your hand and lead you over to the chair and motion for you to sit. Smiling at you, I reach over to the countertop and pick up the eye mask you sometimes use to help keep the light out at night as I read and you drift off to sleep. I place it over your eyes, kissing your lips as I make sure it fits snugly. Then I move to behind you, take your hands and tie them gently together.
I look down at you. Your nipples are hidden by the bathrobe and the soft fine fur between your thighs is curly and wet. I pull the collar on one side of the robe back, exposing your neck and kiss that spot you so love just under your ear. I bite it a little and lick up, rimming your ear with the tip of my tongue.