Proceed With Shower

You desperately want to take the obviously forlorn girl in your arms and hold her tightly. But you simply couldn't. Your heart and mind are too scattershot right now and you need space, even if just for a moment, to collect yourself.

"I won't be long, okay?" You try to reassure her.

"That's cool." She says noncommittally before lowering herself backward into the bed and throwing and arm over her eyes. "I will go get dressed, I guess. Once my ass stops throbbing."

"Okay." You respond awkwardly, not knowing what else to say. You make your way over to the bathroom, close the door behind you and slam your back against it, exhaling sharply. What the hell is going on? After years of sexual tension between the two of you, you would have thought sex would have made things less awkward, or at least more open between you. Instead, things are even more unclear and murky than ever.

All right, let's not focus on this right now. You decide to just clear your mind in the shower and approach this from a fresh angle. You quickly disrobe your shirt and cum-stained boxers, tossing them to the side of the room. You pull the curtain away from the tub/shower combo and reach in to turn it on. It takes a moment for the water to warm up, but you are able to get in soon enough and let the warm water pour over you. Thankfully the frigid blizzard outside hasn't frozen the pipes.

After cleaning off your flaccid dick with some soap, you close your eyes and focus your mind as the water pounds down on you from the shower head. You try to think about anything besides Melody. Math. Algebra. Algebra class in high school. Studying algebra in study hall. Spending study hall goofing off with Melody.

No, dammit! You shake your head. Try again! Okay, sports. Baseball. Going up to bat. Hitting a line drive. Rounding first base. Second base. Third base. Getting to third base with Melody as you probed between her legs with your fingers as she straddled you in the...

Argh! You groan and shake your head. Why can't you get her out of your mind? No mater how hard you try, all you can seem to think about is your friend on your lap, writhing around and moaning as you fuck her. The way she panted heavily with each thrust. The way her ass gripped on to your cock as you penetrated deeply into it. The way she cried out your name in pure lust...

You are so caught up in your memory, you almost miss the sound of the shower curtain being drawn open slightly. You turn around to see Melody stepping into the shower, naked as a jaybird. Even though you have seen her in her underwear before, you are taken aback by just how beautiful she looks completely in the buff. Freckles adorned the parts of her pale skin you usually do not get to see, especially across her two magnificent teardrop-shaped breasts. In her hand, she held a bar of soap.

"H-hey." She says weakly, looking like she is about to lose her nerve any minute. Here eyes trail down for a second to see your semi-erect cock pointing at her. You hadn't even realized before now, but your reminiscing has had a pronounced effect on your dick and Melody was now very aware of it. "I...um...I..." She started, but trailed off. With a heavy sigh, she set the soap down on a corner shelf in the shower. "I should probably just drop the pretense. I was going to say I was coming in to help wash you, but I think we both know that's a lie." She looks you in the eye and bites her lower lip. "What I want, Jack, is...is..." She starts to talk, but the words die in her throat. Afraid of chickening out, she quickly drops down to her knees in front of you and, placing her hands on your hips, takes your cock in her mouth. You gasp at the sudden sensation enveloping your member. Determinedly, she begins eagerly bobbing her head back and forth, sliding her lips up and down the length of your shaft while her tongue massages the sensitive tip. You are suddenly very glad you cleaned yourself off first.

"H-holy shit, Melody." You moan, placing a hand against the side of the shower to steady yourself. You have never gotten a blowjob in the shower before, but you can see what all the hype is about; the warm water pounding on your back while your sexy redheaded friend is down on her knees, enthusiastically sucking you off. You place your other hand on the back of her head; not forcefully, but strong enough to make sure she doesn't pull away from you. She doesn't balk at this and gets further into it, removing one hand from your hip and using to gently fondle your balls.

After a minute or two of intense oral sex, she pulls her head back off your erection with a gasp. You fight the urge to shove her head back onto your rock-hard dick and take a deep breath to steady yourself. She looks up at you, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. "Fuck me." She says, half a demand and half a plea.

You are taken ever further aback by her sudden proclamation. "Aren't you still sore from..."

"I don't care. I don't fucking care." She says, getting up off her knees. "I need this. I need you, Jack. I need you to fuck me like I'm your girl." You open your mouth, but she shuts you up with a quick open-mouthed kiss. "Don't question me right now, okay? Just do this for me. Please."