But not how many times...

Robin grasped at the tissues that Lauren had suggested he keep on the bedside table. Carefully, he wiped off the last remnants of his excitement, his eyes never leaving Viola's body as she washed herself seductively. Ohhh, there's a word for people like me, Robin thought.

Lucky.

His eyes roamed over her breasts as the water cascaded across her... She was further now, but... maybe he could move a little closer. He twisted his hips while jerking himself upright, the practical upshot of which was he ended up with his face on the opposite side of the bed and his hands under his chin. He was still entranced by this young woman who at first had seemed like she had ended the show, but now was... she was continuing it, and even more seductively than before.

He felt his spirit lift as she raised her arms and turned, obviously displaying her assets to his gaze. She turned to perfectly frame herself in the open shower door, as her hands played through her hair, scrubbing long and sensuously. The white froth poured down her body, and Robin couldn't help but be aroused as several ropes of the semi-liquid gathered on certain areas. She was so close... it would take just... a moment, He could lift the window, lift her window... and...

The thud across the distance brought him out of his reverie... She was staring right at the window... His eyes flicked to the small bar lying on the ground then back, as she seductively bit her finger and bent at the waist. The motion brought her exquisite ass into full view, and Robin groaned in appreciation of it.

Oh fuck, he realized as she continued to wash herself intimately, she's really getting into this. He felt his cock starting to stiffen again in appreciation of the young thing displaying herself for him. Fuck... this wasn't just showing off... he gasped as she began to use the shower nozzle to stimulate her body... his eyes were locked on where her fingers moved between her legs, moving closer to that beautiful spot between her legs which he could easily tell was wet, and water didn't leave trails like that...

Her first moan caused Robin to bite his finger hard. FUCK... she's got a sexy voice too... he realized. Her pussy was now... her fingers... He twisted, allowing his now fully hard cock to escape its prison between his front and his mattress. Ok, adjusting... He turned a bit more, allowing his head to lean against his hand, while the other found his straining cock. Dammit... ok, not to orgasm... still going to spend time with Lauren tonight...

He suddenly desperately wished that he'd invited Lauren to watch those long and dexterous fingers sliding in and out of Viola's body. Because he needed more relief. The young woman seemed to have inflamed something in him, and made him ache to touch her.

"Fuck me..." He heard Viola moan... His mouth opened in a gasp as she said it. This show was for him. He knew it, she knew it. Robin realized that she had just asked him to...

"Fuck me Robin..." She moaned again, louder. A vision of simply taking her like she wanted surged through his mind, and he found himself rubbing faster, aching for relief. He was just... damn he had to come again... if he just came he could think straight. He shouldn't want to fuck this woman... this young, willing woman...

"God, yea... do it... FUCK ME..." Viola groaned again, and Robin's eyes were drawn to her fingers and how her pussy seemed to try to pull them back in with every motion. Imagining it was his cock, sliding in and out of her like she wanted...

Suddenly, Viola spun, and her eyes seemed to come to rest directly on Robin's. She pressed herself back against the wall of the shower, and he groaned as her body came into full view. How much he wanted to feel her under him, pushing back at him, begging him to...

"Uhhh, God... cum... me... Robin... coming..." The voice came out loud. Exactly the trigger that Robin had needed, as he could see himself on top of the beautiful redhead, holding her close, kissing her... and...

Robin groaned, his hand whipping up and down his erection rapidly. The first sensations of the orgasm began to stir, and he continued to moan softly as the spurts pulsed through his tightly gripping fingers. Fuck.. fuck... Twice... He panted... rolling onto his back and realizing that there was a slight sheen of sweat on his face. He shouldn't be getting so turned on by this girl. She can't know how much...

"Next time, Lights on." Viola's voice sounded breathy, and happy. "I really hope you came too. Knock twice if you did."

He glanced over at the window. If he stretched... Nope, needed to sit up. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward. Now he could reach the window. He rapped twice, quickly with his knuckles. For a moment, he contemplated trying to start a conversation, but... how would you start that one? "Hi, I know we never talk, but that was some mind blowing masturbation material..."

He snickered softly, then realized the exact way he should respond. He leaned forward, and again tapped his knuckles against the glass twice.

Robin took a deep breath, and rummaged around in the darkened room for... where the fuck did he leave the flip phone? Another moment passed before the smooth plastic of the frame encountered his fingers. Still some time before Lauren got here, he noted after a moment. Time enough to sit down and write a note at least.

He quickly hunted about for another scrap of paper, since Viola had kept the last one. Giving up the fruitless search in his room, he quickly pulled on the clothes he had laid out on the... Crap, did he just get Come on his shirt? Fuck... He grabbed the first shirt he could out of the open closet and pulled it on.

It took only a few more moments to find the paper and the pen. Composing a message took much longer, and it was a good long while sitting at the kitchen counter before he finally managed to detail what he wanted to say. He placed the note against Viola's now darkened window, but didn't tap. After that performance, Viola deserved some rest. She'd more than earned it.

Viola, I owe you one. That was wonderful, and you are incredible. You dance beautifully, and the rest was beyond words. Lights on next time. And if you like, I'll do my best to try to match your passion if not your choreography.