The shower

Bea leaned in close and sniffed Cliff’s chest. “The shower. We’re definitely doing it in the shower.”

The slim girl grabbed Cliff’s cock and tugged. He quickly got the hint and stood. She turner around and led him out of the room by his dick. As they moved through the hall Chuck thought about how unfair it was that she still had on a knit top and a knee length skirt while he was completely naked.

They got into the bathroom and Bea let go. “Get the shower to a nice temp while I strip.” She pulled off her glasses and waved a hand towards the shower to encourage Chuck.

Feeling slightly overwhelmed, Chuck leaned into the shower and turned it on. The water heated up quickly, but then got too hot. He had to fiddle with the sensitive knob for a minute before he got the water to a comfortable temperature.

Chuck turned around and dropped his jaw. Bea stood in front of him naked, a sight that sent his cock from hard to painfully hard. “Damn, you look good!”

“Yeah,” said the not-so-nerdy-looking-anymore redhead, “that’s the first thing most guys say. They always seem surprised.”

“What’s the last thing they say?”

“Something like, ‘please, just let me go stop, dear god, why won’t you let me stop.’” Bea stepped forward and kissed Chuck. Her breasts pushed against his chest, reminding him that they may not be as huge as her oldest sister’s, but they were pretty damn nice. She put one hand around his head while the other slid down the crack of his ass. Her fingers never quite penetrated his asshole, she just came near it, almost tickling him.

Bea put her hands on Chuck’s chest and gently pushed him backwards into the shower. After stepping in with him she soaped up a washcloth and began washing him. She quickly rubbed all over his body, reaching deep inside crevices in a way that drove Chuck nuts. Finally she put the washcloth away.

Chuck grabbed her and pressed his lips to hers. She felt incredible in his arms and the subtle massage of the shower added to the feeling. He pulled out of the kiss, looked deep in her eyes and said, “Are you ready?”

“For sex?” she answered. “No. I left the condom in the room. We’ll have to start with oral.”

Chuck didn’t mind that at all! He dropped his arms from around her so she’d be free to bend down. Except she didn’t. He waited a little longer, but she just stared back at him.

It occurred to Chuck that he might have misunderstood.