Winlay's shower

Winlay relaxed under the stream of warm water as she stood in the shower. At home, she had always bathed kneeling in the same large wash basin that her mother used to wash the families clothing in every Monday. She had never minded taking the sponge baths in lukewarm water, but the experience of limitless hot water combined with the scented liquid soap that lathered into handfuls of white foam was unlike any she had ever had.

"It must a day for firsts." She murmured with a happy smile on her face; she was a woman now, Adam's woman. The soreness between her thighs was a constant reminder of how completely he had filled her, he had been so big and hard. She sighed again wondering how soon it be before she they could slip away again. Her childhood friend Liza told her almost three years ago that the second time was much better than the first - Winlay couldn't imagine how it could possibly get any better than that first time.

Well, less pain maybe, and a bed would have been nice she acknowledged as her hands gently lathered soap onto her bruised shoulder blades. She'd have black and blue marks on her lower back too as she remembered the **** of his hips slamming hers against the unyielding surface of the table. Her hand had moved on its own to the throbbing vulva of her pussy and she moaned as her fingers teased open her lips letting the hot water flow past her. At her feet she could still see swirls of pink water from her blood, but even as she watched the last of the pink ribbons disappeared down the drain, and with it the last bit of clearly visible proof of what she had done.

She wished she could tell Mika. Adam was probably right about keeping this quiet, but she was bursting with excitement and wonder and Mika was sure to guess something had happened. Especially with the way she had encouraged her to go after him, Winlay sighed, she'd have to just keep quiet and hope Mika didn't press too hard. If she did guess, then knowing Mika, she'd want to hear every detail about what Adam did with her and how Winlay had used her body to please him.

Had she pleased Adam? She wondered letting her fingers gently caress her clit. At times he had seemed almost angry as he had pressed into her but he needed her. Her fingers stroked just a little harder and she felt her nipples stiffen under the shower spray. He really had seemed to like it. Winlay vividly remembered the desire that burnt in his eyes as he first climbed between her thighs. And the look of shocked wonder when he realized he was her only lover and - she could feel yet another orgasm building - and the feeling of his sperm shooting up into her. Her fingers were working feverously now coaxing her closer and closer to release and she turned her body once again into the full stream of the shower. Crews it felt good. Maybe tomorrow she could coax Adam into joining her in the shower. He could lift her against the tiles and then let her slowly sink onto his throbbing cock ... filling her again with his pulsing rod ... with that last thought she felt her knees buckle and suppressed a scream as she felt her sore pussy twitch into yet another orgasm. She had to lean against the coolness of the tile and grip the safety bar until the last tremors finally subsided.

By the time she finished washing the last of the suds from her body, turned off the water and dried herself on the stiff towel that sat on a dusty shelf with several others she felt ready to face Mika and Adam. However, when she returned to the lounge she found both of them asleep, Mika curled up in a comfortable chair and Adam sprawled out on the couch where she and Mika had been sitting earlier. Winlay felt the slightest sense of relief when she realized that she wouldn't have to speak to either of them until tomorrow.

Adam's abrupt departure had made her a little uneasy. She kissed him gently on the brow before settling herself into the other surprisingly comfortable armchair. She'd have to talk to him about it tomorrow she decided as the excitement of the day slowly caught up with her. Definitely talk to him ... right after sharing a warm shower ... tomorrow ....

With a smile on her face she drifted into a deep sleep.