Ask her to explain

You finally get to the point where you have to say something. “Look, not that I’m objecting or anything,” you say as Wendi turns on the shower and steps under the water, pulling you with her. “But what’s the deal with your husband? Are you punishing him? Does he get off watching you with other guys? Isn’t he able to get it up?”

Wendi smiles knowingly as she wraps her arms around your neck and brings her wet body hard against yours. “Aren’t you all full of questions? Remember what curiosity did to the cat?” She takes your hand and guides it to her thigh, placing it on top of her erotic feline tattoo. “Wouldn’t you rather focus your attention on my hungry pussy?”

Your cock throbs at the suggestion, and Wendi places her hand between your legs. “I thought so…” She brings her lips to you and kisses you while stroking your dick with her wet hand. You almost forget about Ron in the next room when she breaks off the kiss and calls out, “Oh, honey? Guess what? He’s already rock hard again, and it’s just be a couple of minutes since he shot his load in my cunt! In fact, his sperm is still dripping out of my pussy, and it’s going to feel so good when he starts fingering me.” Following her cue, I slide my first two fingers into her slit. Sure enough, I feel my spunk as it coats my fingers, lubricating them and allowing me to easily start finger-fucking her.

“Oooh!!!!” Wendi cries out. “My clit is SOOOO sensitive right now! I’m going to cum on your fingers!”

This is damn peculiar. Hell, I know I’m good, but there’s no way that she should be enjoying things this much. I’m fairly confident she’s showing off for her husband. Again, I have no idea whether it is to punish or entice him.

“That’s the thing about these young guys,” she says, still loud enough to be heard by Ron — and probably the people in the next room and in the hallway. “They’re always ready for a good hard screw and can keep going for hours!”

Wendi’s hand stops jerking you and guides your cock to her vagina. You pull your fingers out and prepare to fuck her for the second time in under five minutes. Between the water of the shower, her pussy juices, and the remnants of the huge load you blew into her, you cock has no trouble sliding inside. You place one arm around her waist, take hold of the handle on the wall with the other and carefully position your feet to reduce the likelihood that the two of you will slip and fall. Wendi braces herself by wrapping her arms around your neck and lifting one leg to wrap around your waist.

“Now fuck me, you horny teenage stud, you!” she loudly commands. You hardly need any encouragement and have already started driving your rod in and out of the cougar’s slick twat.

Wendi calls out her approval with every thrust. “Oh fuck! Damn! Yes! Oh, right there! Oh!!! That’s just — OH!”

It briefly flashes through your thoughts that she doesn’t even know your name, yet she’s bound and determined that her husband and anyone else in the vicinity be fully informed about how much fun she is having with your cock inside of her. It’s beyond weird, but it would also likely kill the mood if you stop and introduce yourself at this point, so you keep on banging away.

Fucking while standing is always a bit of a challenge. Doing it in the shower is even harder. Doing it in the shower with a sex-crazed older woman screaming in your ear is downright disorienting. More than once your feet begin to slip, and you are spared from possibly breaking your neck only by the strong hold you have on the shower’s wall handle.

“Maybe … we… should… finish… somewhere…. safer…” The exertion of your shower sex allows you only a single word between thrusts. You find yourself raising your voice as well, primarily to be heard over the sound of Wendi’s screams and the slapping of your wet bodies against each other.

“Oh honey!” Wendi calls out in response. “He wants to bring me out there so you see him cum inside me again! What a fucking stud I found!”

That’s not exactly what you said, but as your feet begin to slide again, you’re not exactly in a place to correct her.

Wendi reaches behind and shuts off the water. She reluctantly pulls herself off your cock and steps out of the shower, pulling you after her. “I don’t think I can wait until we dry off,” she says. “Let’s fuck right here.” Raising her voice a bit more, she says, “Honey, you’ll just have to listen and imagine… I’m going to drain this stud’s balls right here in the bathroom!”