The shower was so warm and inviting on my over sensitized skin, I allowed the spray to wash over me, invigorating and making me feel so alive. I could feel the excitement in my body build as I used my sponge to lather the delicious scented soap over all my curves. My hands massaged my breasts and felt my nipples tingle from my touch as the water cascading over them. I felt so erotic and allowed the water to hit that certain spot on my clit that almost caused an instant orgasm. I gasped as the pressure almost consumed me and I stood there lost in my sexuality as it caressed me like a man's finger tips. Oh I enjoyed the sensation and wanted to allow it to carry me away at that exact moment and time.
I had other plans and I could feel the smile light up my face as I held it up to be rinsed by the warm spray. I pivoted slowly to ensure the soap was off my skin and then turned the cold water on to take away that heat that enveloped my whole body and deep down inside my wet honey pot. It definitely succeeded as my only thought was to turn the cold water off and get out to dry off as I was almost shivering uncontrollably. I stepped out of the cubicle and saw my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My nipples were so very hard and looked almost like dark brown pebbles in their rigidity. My face held that sensuality that never ceased to amaze me. I had a look of a woman that was about to venture off into a world of passionate intrigue, with hidden mysterious and amazing intense erotic delight.
The towel felt soft on my cool skin and I dried off quickly and massaged that exotic coconut floral vanilla cream into my skin. I inhale the scent and it takes me to a faraway place where the flowers grow in abundance and the air permeates with the rich lush aroma of all that is exotic and beautiful. My skin glows with good health and it's softness will be appealing to the man that lies sleeping in the other room. I am feeling so naughty and sexy right now. My mind full of sensual thought and I cannot imagine the pleasure that he would sustain by just knowing what I am thinking right now at this exact moment. The one thing he adored about me other than my face and body was my very sensual imagination.
I knew he liked to watch me stand naked and parade back and forth in front of him, it turned me on knowing that it didn't take much to make his cock hard and throb to my every move. I was going to put a very sexy piece of lingerie on and go and crawl into bed with him. I had the knowledge inside that it wouldn't remain on my body anymore than mere minutes after he had awakened. Today was just a touch different, I put on those thigh high sexy boots and nothing else, brushed my blonde hair until it shone like gold, Lush lips brushed with coral and gold lip gloss. My face was flushed with my sensual mood and my vivid blue eyes were sparkling. My body spritzer was a match for the cream I had applied, incredibly exotic, rather dangerous and I sprayed it liberally on all my pulse spots and those places I knew he would inhale as he kissed my abdomen and inner thighs and those devilishly ticklish spots inside my knees.
My breasts were so very sensitive today, nipples hardened by the mere thought of him touching them. I felt that longing between my legs, the feeling of dampness that came over me just merely thinking of what he was about to do to me and my body. Anticipation is so pure and sweet, somewhat like my honeyed nectar that he gloried in as he took me to that place in the clouds of pure erotic bliss. I wanted to just go and jump in that bed and tell him to ride me like I was the sexiest little cowgirl in the world and he my sexy rodeo stud. He made me think of scenarios that were so damn sexy and hot. I always delighted in knowing that whatever the occasion he was excited and thrilled beyond belief.
He was in bed and the sheets were thrown off of his sexy masculine body, he lay there resplendent his legs and arms outstretched. His eyes were closed and he was breathing with a very easy steady tempo. I knew by the way his body would twitch every now and again he was dreaming and I smiled rather naughtily thinking that I could make those dreams all that much more sexy. I looked at my reflection at the very naughty look on my face. The smile that was reflected was one of mystery and intrigue. I looked like a woman that knew what she wanted and I definitely was in the mood for some fun and a perhaps a little kinky morning sex.
I walked towards the bed and stood there shaking my hair in wild disarray, the music in the background a sensual beat that was in line with my thoughts. I stood right at the edge of the bed and leaned down to kiss those masculine lips. I traced my tongue tip over his mouth and down over his neck, I knew that he was awake as my soft hair was probably tickling his naked skin, as were my nipples trailing a path downwards. I heard his groan as my tongue tip moved over his tense abdomen and his cock was very hard and throbbing. I was feeling somewhat greedy and more than a little hungry, wanting to taste the smooth texture of it.
