Yes. Shower time with Jess is too much fun

You look at the clock; while it's only three in the afternooon, you were thinking about waiting for Sara so you could really get a hold of those huge tits. But Jess is promising you a wonderful time in the shower, something she delivers on. You watch her tighten her robe around her, probably for protection against boiling water and as she sets the spoon stirring the pasta down on the counter, you cup her ass. Jess doesn't jump; she just pushes her firm, toned ass into your greedy palms. You smile as you rub her butt, gliding a gentle finger over her crack.

"Someone's feeling frisky," she whispers. "I bet someone's waiting for some shower sex. Someone's waiting to see that nice warm water dripping off my firm titties. And I bet he's waiting for that cock of his to get somewhere warm..." Jess tilts her head back to whisper. "Tight." She turns into you and leans up to lick the underside of your jaw. "And sopping," she says, pulling back. "How's that sound, John?"

"Sounds like heaven, Jess," you tell her, leaning in to kiss her. Jess responds with a slow, deep kiss, an intimate kiss that means more than just sex. When you pull away, you smile at her. Jess kisses your cheek lightly. "Pasta's almost done," she whispers. "I'll let it cool for the pasta salad. I'll put the steak on when we're done in the shower. I'm waiting because I'm expecting a pretty good shower, John." You groan as Jess turns to stir the pasta. "Why don't you get ready. I'll be in when the pasta's finished. Should be a couple of minutes."

You wander into the bedroom, deciding that you'll use the private shower for the fun and games. You turn off the light in the bathroom and begin lighting candles. Something about that kiss tells you that Jess wanted a more intimate session before Sara arrives. You light four large candles and place them strategically around the bathroom so they'll provide light and stay lit. You decide against the music, as you don't have a radio that can't get wet. Something you'll need to fix, you think to yourself.

As you finish your preparations, you pull your own robe from the closet, throwing your dirty clothes into the hamper. You hang the robe on the back of the door, which you leave open to allow the steam from hot showers (and other activities) to escape. When you turn around, you see Jess, slowly untying the waistband to her bathrobe.

"I feel dirty, John. Will you clean me?" She licks her lips slowly. Finally, the robe comes apart, revealing her right breast. Her left nipple seems to catch the fabric, and you idly think that the robe got caught because her sexy tip was too hard to let it simply fall off. The thought makes your cock lurch even more and you swallow.

"Get in the shower, baby," you tell her. Jess smiles, pulling off the robe and letting it fall from her body. You are vaguely aware of the robe on the floor as Jess leans forward to remove her panties, forcing her breasts to fall away from her body. Despite their firmness, they are real, and you goran as Jess stands back up.

"I've gotten someone all worked up, haven't I?" Jess says. "Well, I'll get the water going," she says. She leans over the edge of the tub, baring her ass to you and you can see her pussy lips dip below her well-toned posterior. Jess makes a show of testing the water, and you grope her butt. Jess thrusts back, and you remove your hands to strip yourself. Your quick enough that Jess has just started standing up when you grab her hips. Your cock is hard, and you slide it up the crack of her ass.

"Oh, wow," Jess breathes. "We'd better get in the shower, John.” You push forward, and feel your cock brush her pussy. Jess whimpers. “Fuck it,” she whispers. “Do me now, John. Fuck me now.”