Oh yes.

You follow Jess into the bathroom, and your eyes go wide. On the right is the hot tub, and it looks like it could fit four people. You're sure your perception is skewed from your own meager tub at home, but the bathroom's size is not lost on you as a glass shower meets your gaze. It is of course opposite a huge mirror that spans over two sinks and Jess snaps her bra off and throws it on the floor. "I have a feeling," she says in a low voice "that you won't let me wear those much this week." She steps into the shower and grabs a cloth. As you strip, you notice Jess staring hungrily. It never ceases to thrill you. She turns on the water and sighs as she feels the pressure beating on her back. "I'm going to wash my tits now, baby," she says dreamily. "In case you wanted to watch." You grin, amazed at her ability to turn you on. She turns toward the water, which means she's looking directly at the mirror, and you question the design of the room for only a second as Jess brings the soaped cloth to her left breast. Her flesh shakes slightly as Jess sighs, and you watch her nipple actually seem to soften a bit from the pressure and warm water.

"I think I've almost got all your cum off, baby," she tells you. You can't suppress a groan and Jess gives you a shocked look. "John? Is everything okay? Your penis looks a bit swollen." Jess washes her left breast with a bit more vigor and it shakes on her chest. She half-suppresses a chuckle as you watch. "I bet I can get some of that swelling down."

You laugh with her as you step into the shower, and groan as the water hits your back. Jess looks up, your sexual innuendos forgotten. "I know, right? Fucking amazing." She turns back to let the water hit her front, and a salacious smile crawls across her face. "It's like it's power washing your cum off my tits." You lean over her shoulder to watch the water cause a gentle jiggle in her breasts. Her nipples are starting to harden again, and you kiss her neck as the water streams down both your bodies. Jess sighs as she feels your mouth on her, and her hand crawls to your face and neck as you slowly tease her.

You've always loved her smooth shoulders and where her neck meets them. You pepper the area with kisses even as your hands snake up her body. Her hand, washing her breasts slides to her side as she anticipates your fingers climbing her torso. You do linger on her stomach, tight and firm from her workouts. "I know I'm supposed to do that for me," she whispers. "All those sit ups and crunches. But every time I feel my abs tighten or get sore, I know I'll be able to fuck you better." Your eyes seem to almost flutter. "God, I love you toying with my body," she moans as your fingers brush the underside of her breasts. "And I've never gotten to see it before." Your eyes flicker to the mirror, where you can see your hand tracing her bust. You gently cup her tit with your left hand.

"Your favorite thing," she murmurs. "My perky tit for you to play with." You squeeze gently, and she sighs. "Didn't think I'd like seeing it like that," she says. Her hand reaches behind her and you feel her grip your semi-erect cock. "Oh. I'm not the only one, am I?"

"Not at all," you confirm, and your right hand trails down her stomach. Jess's breath catches as your hand slips to her waistline.

"Are you.." she begins. You kiss her neck again, and she moans. "Baby, normally I'm wearing panties and a t-shirt when you finger me like this." Her lewd commentary spurs you on, and she takes a deep breath as your index finger brushes her clit. Your left hand squeezes her left breast firmly and she nods. "Fuuckk," she moans. "You're going to finger me while I watch?" You grin into her neck. She puts her hands on the glass wall suddenly as you slide a finger into her. Your hand is still holding onto her breast as you gently squeeze, and you slide closer. Jess feels your hardening cock on her thigh and moans.

"Are you going to finger me while your cock is on my leg? Are you that much of a tease?"