I found myself trying to look through the crack of the door just to catch a glimpse of naked flesh. The shower was running, but I knew she was just about done. I could see the shape of her body through the shower curtain, but it wasn't quite clear enough to make out any of the details. It could have been her chest that I saw, but it could have just as easily been her elbows across her body. She shut the water off and I waited for the curtain to open. It seemed as if time slowed down. The curtain began to slide open. First I saw her arm and hip. Next, I got to see her right breast. It was more perfect than I imagined. Everything was still moving in slow motion as each and every part of her body was revealed from behind the curtain. Her hands went up to her chest and cupped her tits and rubbed herself, her nipples rock hard instantly from her own touch. It could have been because of the change in temperature getting out of the hot shower into the cool air, but I prefer to think it was from her own touch. I would have sworn that I saw her pinch her nipples between her fingers.
Her long blonde hair was wet and slicked back tightly to her head, her bright blue eyes seemed to shine. Her skin was extremely pale, but smooth and beautiful. The light pink nipples on her tits stood out against the pale skin, drawing my attention directly to them. My mouth started watering at the thought of taking her nipples into my mouth and sucking on them. I continued down her lithe body to her thin waistline and tight stomach noticing her cute little belly button, an inny. I imagined sticking my tongue in her belly button, tickling her with it.
What I noticed next, or should I say didn't notice next, was the smooth skin between her legs. I expected to see a patch of blonde where I saw nothing but the smooth essence of her womanhood. She looked untouched and innocent between her thin but muscular thighs. I imagined being between those long legs that stretched as she stepped out of the shower onto the floor.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her body as she grabbed a towel and started to dry her hair. Her arms stretched up, pulling her chest even higher into the air. Her nipples were little nuggets pointing out, reaching out, begging to be inside my mouth. As she dried her hair, each little movement made a slight tremor through her chest, shaking just a little and then tightening again as her arms went up again.
She continued to dry herself off. The towel moved down to her chest, her hands rubbing on them and then underneath them, pushing them up, making them look bigger than they really were. Down the towel went to her belly. Then she grabbed both ends and took the towel behind her, drying her back. The towel was hiding my view of most of her body until she turned away from me and I could see her ass. Her ass was as beautiful as her chest. She had smooth, thin, hourglass hips, the muscles in her ass could be seen just under the surface of her skin. The towel and a hand went between the cheeks of her ass and I wished I was her towel as it went between the back of her thighs. Then she moved the towel back to her front and her legs spread slightly giving me a full view between her thighs for a split second before the towel covered my view. I was not disappointed though, because her legs stayed spread apart as she bent down to dry her thighs and the rest of her legs. Heaven was looking back at me as I stared at her smooth, hairless womanhood.
I couldn't take it anymore. I rushed away from the door before my desire for her forced me to push the door open and take her right there on the bathroom floor.
I went back to my bedroom and immediately pulled out my hardness and started stroking myself. The images of my goddess were fresh and clear in my head. I never wanted anything as much as I wanted to bury myself in her body, to touch every part of her and taste every part of her. I closed my eyes and imagined being inside her instead of my own hand. I could almost feel her body against mine as my hand raced up and down my shaft. It wasn't going to take me very long at all.
"Wouldn't you rather have the real thing?" I heard.
My eyes flew open to see my goddess standing over me. "I know you were watching me, I could hear your breathing through the door." She said. "Plus, I saw you when I first opened the curtain. You should really make sure the lights are off behind you if you want to watch someone without being caught."
I tried to speak, but no words of explanation would come to mind. "I uh, umm, you." I stammered.
She dropped her towel revealing herself to me. "This is what you want isn't it?" She asked. "I know it's what I want. I've wanted it for a long time, but I didn't think you were interested. Now, I know better and I'm going to get what I want."
She grabbed my hand, which was still moving up and down on my cock, and pulled it away. She looked straight into my eyes the entire time her head was moving closer to cock. Her mouth opened and she took me into her mouth, watching me the entire time. I nearly exploded when I felt her lips wrap around and her tongue touch me. It took every bit of self-control that I had. She took more and more of me into her mouth, I felt my head reach the back of her mouth and then continue past into her throat until she had all of me inside her mouth. I felt her muscles contract in her throat as she was swallowing around my cock. My goddess had her lips and nose buried in my pubic hair and she was milking me with her throat. I had never had a woman deep throat me before, but now I knew why men wanted to have it done.
Slowly, she came up for air, each inch if me was glistening with her saliva as it was once again revealed from between her beautiful lips. Never in my wildest dreams had I believed that my goddess would actually be doing this with me. When she finally came all the way up she asked, "How did that feel?"
