It's always good to get clean...and dirty...

You smile down at Anna, "Man, o man do I wish I had met you before your college boyfriend." You say, and kiss Anna again, your tongues dueling majestically in each others mouths. Your hands run along Anna's smooth skin.

"So do I...I think you'd have helped me avoid a couple of mistakes in my life." Anna says after the kiss is broken. She then turns from your embrace, and steps over the tub and under the shower head as you start ripping clothes off. She lathers up as she looks at you, a serene smile on her face. "Oooo...that looks tasty." She says as you take your boxers off, her words slow and seductive. They send a shot of pride through your body. You'd never had a complaint, but also never had your cock described as 'tasty' before.

You step one foot into the tub when she places a soaped up hand against your chest, "NOw, John, we're taking a shower, and we'll be 'washing' each other...but I don't want that cock entering me...not yet, okay? Can't use a condom in the shower here, and it's not that I don't trust you it's just I can't afford to get pregnant okay? So, no fucking in the shower...promise? I mean I swallow, so it's not like I'm being a total tease here." She says seriously, but a little worried it seems over how it would be taken.

The thought hadn't occurred to you, but at least one of you was thinking sensibly. And it's not like she's putting the brakes on ever. Hell, you could be fucking in a half hour in your bed. You smile at Anna, "Anna, this is a more than I thought tonight was going to bring already. An absolutely stunning woman in my shower that wants me? I was sitting watching Deal or No Deal when you showed up!" You answer.

"Oh, good. Thank you. Believe me...if it wasn't for my financial situation I'd say my pussy is your pussy..." she pauses for a second, "But...I don't want to be a burden, or have you think that I'm just after a kid from you so I'd have child support. My baby's child support will be you...uh...the father taking him or her to the park while I cook dinner, you know?" You nod as her hand stops being the stop motion and starts caressing your chest. You mentally pat your back for restarting your work out regimen a couple weeks back, and you thank your parents for the right genes to show results quickly. "Now get in here and use that tongue of yours, it made my mouth tingle...I want it down below, please." She finishes, her tone now a dripping with desire.