Claire joins you in the shower

You have your eyes closed because you're rinsing off your face when you hear and feel the shower curtain move beside you. "Room in here for one more?" You hear Claire ask.

"Claire, I'm not sure I'm ready to go for round two quite yet," you admit.

"I figured that, John," Claire laughs. "I just figured you wouldn't mind helping me get cleaned off, or me helping you." She's right, of course, and you both enjoy washing and being washed for a few minutes.

As you turn off the water, Claire leans up and kisses you again. You feel your cock starting to rise again, but you know that Claire needs to leave. Reluctantly, you break the kiss and gaze into her eyes.

"Claire, we need to get you home. But I'd love to do this again, some time."

Claire smiles and shrugs. "My cheerleading team has fundraisers. Could you use a few magazine subscriptions?" You both share a laugh, then get out, dry off, and get dressed.

As Claire walks down the hallway toward the street, she turns around, winks, and blows you a kiss.