The warm water cascading down her naked body was so soothing. Her life had completely turned upside down from that fateful day a week ago. Would she be here in his shower if she hadn't shown her bare breasts to him? Did she wish she hadn't shown him her breasts? She quickly dismissed that thought, as her life had changed dramatically since she had done that.
She went from being a meek, 50+ widow whose outlook on life had been pretty bleak since the unexpected death of her late husband of 30+ years. She had started working for Allure Cosmetic Company to get her out of the house doing something on her own, for herself. Never in her life would she had expected this to happen. Standing in a client's shower naked rinsing off the sex that she had just had with him not once, not twice, but more times than she wanted to count in the last 30+ hours. Not to mention his being half her age and they've both have professed in so many different ways their love for each other.
That was probably the hardest part of this. She was in love with a man half her age. What am I thinking? What kind of future could they have together? She was too old to have his kids and if that was even an option she would be incapable of becoming pregnant. This was due to a cancer scare she had when she was 40. Spots on her ovaries were detected in her annual pelvic exam which lead to the decision to have her ovaries removed. Luckily the spots were benign and she was able to move on with her life cancer-free. Who knew that but for that fact she had that procedure done she probably wouldn't have been having unprotected sex like she was. The fear or possibility of becoming pregnant would be there due to the amount of Jason's fertile seed that had been flooding into her womb.
But, reality kept telling her that eventually, this would all come to an end. One of them would finally come to the conclusion that the age difference would just be too much to overcome. She knew she needed to be that person, being the older, mature person in this relationship. But she couldn't. The way he makes her feel mentally and physically was just too much. Mentally she had never in her life felt more confident in herself than she did right now.
Physically? Oh my physically. Her body. Between her legs she felt like a jackhammer had been in her for days. Although she was sore, she wouldn't change a thing or would deny him in any way. In fact, just thinking about was making her become aroused which was oddly painful erotic to her.
Erotic, a word she would have never even considered in her sexual vocabulary before now. But erotic clearly described what she had become in her mind. She'd given him oral sex in his parking garage for god's sake. What was I thinking? She kept saying to herself even while she was doing it. But she would do it again in a heartbeat if he asked. Or, more important, if she wanted to! Hell, if he walked in right now she would probably drop to her knees sucking his cock until she had him rock hard then beg him to fuck her hard as he pressed her up against the shower wall.
She started unconsciously touching herself. First rubbing her breasts that she grudgingly had shown to him which started all of this. She was thinking how she loved how he admired them. How the feel of his touching them made her feel. Rubbing and pulling on her nipples as Jason does. Then there was an ache between her legs, causing her to move a hand down to stroke and finger her clit and then dive deep inside herself. "Fuck", she moaned to herself. The word fuck, she rarely ever used and never during sex. But now it just felt erotic and kinky to say it. Not that Jason said it either. It just felt erotically empowering for her to say it now and especially when Jason was inside her as her dirty talk really turned him on more. If that was even possible, he was such a sexual dynamo and she loved it and him even more!
With 2 fingers buried deep inside herself and fingers on her other hand frantically rubbing her clit, Janice didn't last long. Screaming as quietly as she could so as not to wake Jason. But scream she did. Her climax was so intense that her legs became weak. Thankfully there was the shower bench that she unceremoniously plopped herself down on. Her arms having to brace herself against the shower walls to steady herself as she started to regain control from her orgasm. She took the fingers that had been previously buried inside herself and put them in her mouth. She immediately recognized the taste of Jason's sperm that was mixed in with her own juices. Mmmm, she moaned as she so enjoyed his taste.
Relaxing on the bench she thought how Jason was right, he does have seemingly endless hot water. If she was at home, she'd surely be running out by now.
Thinking of Jason, she was reminded that she needed to get out and start preparing dinner. As she needed about an hour to prep and have it all cooked. That should be long enough for him to have a nice nap.
Quickly washing all the needed spots, she rinsed off turning the water off. Janice grabbed a towel off the shelf realizing there were only two left. After drying off, she wrapped the towel around her wet hair. She then gathered up all the used towels in the bathroom and the one or two on the bedroom floor. Jason was still snoring lightly, which made her feel good that she hadn't disturbed him while taking her shower.
With only a towel wrapped around her head, she carried the soiled towels to the laundry room that was the kitchen. She gave her hair a quick rub with the towel before throwing it in with the others, adding the detergent and turning on the washeron. 45 minutes to wash.
She walked back into the bathroom now totally naked, feeling really sexy and chuckling about it. She brushed out her hair that was nearly dry, put on a pair of panties and ankle socks she had brought over and finally the t-shirt of Jason's she had already worn. Taking a quick look in the mirror, she remembered her promise that she would buy all new clothes to leave here.
In the kitchen, she was going to make Chicken Cordon Bleu, sautéed Green Beans with Onions and Bacon pieces, and a small Spring Salad. She knew her cooking skills were good but not great. She was no Martha Stewart. John always thought she did Chicken Cordon Bleu really well, so she hoped Jason would think so too. She soon had the 4 pieces of chicken prepared and in the oven to cook which would require 40-45 minutes to cook. The beans and salad will take about 10 minutes to fix. In between that time she got more accustomed to where things were in his kitchen while taking note of what all she found and didn't find that she might need in the future. She also went through his pantry which was pitifully empty. Making note of that as well for future trips to the grocery store. She was going to have fun playing house with him for as long as he would let her. She then grabbed all the dinnerware they would need and placed them on the table.
She looked in the refrigerator to see what all he had to drink. She found plenty of options: Iced Tea, Bottled Water, and Milk. Oh, wait what's the date on that, oh my, she read it expired over 2 weeks ago. That's no longer an option, as she took it out and poured what was left down the drain, making a note to remind him of that. Nevertheless, there were plenty of options to drink with dinner including Lambrusco if he wanted. She would pass on it as she didn't want anything to lower her inhibitions as they were already exceedingly low when it came to Jason.
She pulled her smartphone out of her purse and started a list of items she would need to get. Tomorrow's schedule was open. Panties, bras, socks, and clothes.
Clothes. She hated shopping by herself for herself. No way was she going to put Jason through that but she knew she could talk her daughter Amanda into going with her. Amanda loved to shop and always had a good eye for clothes for her mother. The only thing was she would not be available until the next weekend, working as a schoolteacher during the week. So clothes that she would keep here will just have to wait until then. The plan was for her to just stay here on the weekends anyway so that should be fine.
The timer went off on the oven she had set for 30 minutes, she went into the kitchen, turning the timer off as she checked the progress on the main course. It was looking good just as she had planned. Time to wake up Jason, she thought just before she went to wake him she stepped into the washroom to check on the towels, they had 5 minutes to go. So wake up Jason, get him up and going, then come move the towels over to the dryer getting them drying and then start on the rest of the meal. It was all coming back to her how she used to juggle all her house chores back in the day.
"Baby", she said, softly in his ear. "It's time to wake up. Dinner's nearly ready!"
"Mmmmm, dinner," he moaned, waking up. "I need to get up and fix you dinner. You must be starving. I shouldn't have slept so long."
"Jason, honey, I'm cooking dinner and it's nearly ready. You have 10 minutes to get ready, okay?"
She noticed he was nude and his cock, his wonderful cock, was semi-erect. She reached out and touched it softly with her hand. "10 minutes so hurry up, Mister. And put some on some clothes or dinner is going to burn!"
She tried to refocus on cooking as she heard the shower. She'd much rather join him in the shower and have her way with him. After heating up the frying pan she tossed in the frozen green beans and a little onion she had chopped. Put the Spring Salad into two salad bowls, pour a little balsamic vinaigrette and a toss before depositing on the dinner table. A little more attention to the green beans. Checked the chicken, it was ready. Set it out on the counter to cool.
"Mmmmm, I don't know what you're cooking but it smells wonderful," Jason stepped up behind her and kissed her on the cheek.
"It's nearly ready, would you be a dear and get us something to drink? I'll have whatever you're having as well as long as it's not alcohol."
"Iced Tea good with you?"
"Perfect, I was thinking the same thing," Janice grabbed the bacon pieces tossing them in the green beans giving the pan a good toss.
"Wow, you're pretty good at that," Jason told her as he was just finishing pouring their drinks.
"I'm glad you're so easily impressed. Please hold your judgment until you've tried it first. Set those on the table", meaning glasses of ice tea," and bring in the plates"
"Yes Ma'am," Jason quickly did as he was told.
