A Shower

Steam envelops me. Hot water splashes down on my head and back. I am covered from head to toe in fragrant foam. And yet I feel dirty. What have I done?

Objectively speaking: nothing. Well, I looked at another man and let my thoughts wander. Maybe—just maybe—I wondered what it would be like to have sex with him. That's not forbidden. Women are allowed to think about sex too, not just men.

I didn't take any action. I didn't say anything. I didn't encourage him.

Nevertheless, it happened.

Does that mean I cheated on Thomas? Should he know, do I have to confess?

No. It's better if he doesn't find out.

And it must never happen again.

Amidst the gushing water, I don't hear the door opening. And quietly closing again. The approaching figure is invisible through the thick fog and the shower curtain.

Only when he steps into the tub next to me do I realize that I am no longer alone. I scream.

“What...”

I swallow water. Cough.

Dirk pushes me against the back wall. Presses his whole body against me. I feel his hard erection pushing between my thighs from behind.

What? Again? Once Thomas has cum, he's useless for the rest of the day.

Strong arms wrap around me. A hand grabs my breast. Circles my nipples, which immediately become firm and sensitive. My pleading “no” is drowned out by a lingering moan.

His other hand searches my lap, unerringly finding my clit. A jolt of electricity shoots through me. My legs tremble.

His cock penetrates me. Not gently. Demanding, as if he has every right to do so.

Gasping, I push myself towards him. I search for support on the tiles so that he doesn't knock me over. I've seen what he's capable of.

He starts slowly, more probing than thrusting. Once again, he fills me in a way I couldn't imagine for years. So full. So fulfilling.

He constantly massages my clitoris and my protruding nipples.

I am at his mercy. All my nerve endings fire their signals into my brain at the same time. Endorphins flood me. My body surrenders to the triple stimulation. No more thinking—just feeling!

As if he knows exactly what I need, Dirk finds the right spots, the right pressure, the right rhythm. He sends me to heaven.

I lose my footing. I fall into darkness and fireworks at the same time. Stars explode in multicolored bursts. Inconceivable ecstasy.

Dirk just keeps going.

I don't know how I can take it. Everything inside me is out of balance. I cry, I scream. Infinitely overexcited. Zero tolerance.

A second orgasm? Is that possible?

I let it happen. Surrender to the heat that engulfs me. Forget the world.

There is only Dirk. His muscular body. His thick, veiny cock fucking me endlessly. Harder, faster. Until...

Until he sinks into me one last time. Hard. Deep.

I feel his seed spurting into me. Incredible. Abundant. Warm. Potent.

He throws me over the cliff a third time. I fall into the abyss.

When I come to, I'm lying on my bed. Wrapped in a towel, my hair still damp.

My phone buzzes. I reach for it groggily and read Thomas's message.

“Dirk and I are going to the gym after work. We'll be home around 7:30 p.m. Cook something delicious. [Kiss smiley]”