Shower time with Shauna

"Ungh! Ungh! Yes! Fuck me, Dave! Just like that!"

Water cascades down your body while you have Shauna pinned against the wall of the shower. Bracing your feet so you don't slip, you hold on to her toned body tightly as you thrust into her. The angle is a little different than you're used to. Usually, you fuck Shauna in the guest shower while Suzy uses the master bath shower after their workouts. Suzy always thought it was strange how Shauna was so much more out of breath after the shower than after the workout. If She could see how hard Shauna was bracing herself against the side of the shower while grinding against you, holding herself at just the right angle for the water to run over her clit, then Suzy would definitely understand.

"Faster, Dave! Faster! Gotta cum before Nessa finishes her shower!" Shauna says breathlessly while shifting her weight so she can move her hand to rub her clit. The extra stimulation she's giving herself causes her tight pussy to constrict around your shaft.

"Sh-Shauna! I'm gonna cum if you keep that up!" you say though gritted teeth.

"Good! 'Cause I'm... I'm... I'M CUMMING!!!" she screams, sending you over the edge. Holding on tightly, you feel her cunt milk the semen out of you as your orgasms hit at the same time. Your legs shake as your knees grow weak. As you catch yourself before you slip, your cock slides out and spurts its last few drops of milky semen across her olive skin before the shower washes it away.

"Whew! Thanks, Dave. I really needed that today," she says as she catches her breath. Finding a handhold, she carefully pulls herself up on wobbly legs. "Now, how about you find Vanessa some clothes while I finish my shower," she says as she finds her balance and helps you to your feet.

"No time for romance, huh? Just wham, bam, thank you Dave?" you reply jokingly.

"Pffft! Romance? I barely have time to cum without someone walking in on us. Don't go spoiling perfectly good sex with romance," she says before surprising you with a brief but steamy kiss. "Now," she says as she pushes you away gently, "hurry up before my daughter gets curious."

As Shauna finishes her shower, you towel off and pick out some clothes. Looking down, you spot the panties from last night that you carelessly tossed on the floor and quickly scoop them up to find a discreet place to tuck them away. You're not sure if Shauna saw them or not, but even if she did, she would probably assume they belonged to Suzy. Still, it's best to keep them out of site, so you tuck them away in the back of your nightstand. With the illicit panties safely hidden away, you finally get dressed. Next, you need to find some clothes for Vanessa to wear. Most of Suzy's clothes would probably be a little too big on her, but you find an old T-shirt and pair of athletic shorts from her college days hidden away in the closet that look like they should be Vanessa's size.

After you lay out the T-shirt and shorts for Vanessa outside the guest bathroom, you make your way to the kitchen and whip up some bacon, eggs, and toast for breakfast. As you eat, you realize you haven't checked your phone for messages since yesterday after work. Pulling it out of your pocket, you see you have one new message from Suzy. You open it, feeling guilty that it's taken you this long to see it.

I'm feeling sexy tonight. Wishing you were here.

Along with the message is a selfie of your beautiful wife in sexy black lingerie. You always love it when she sends you sexy pictures like this. No matter how many women you've been with, no one can get you so aroused by just the sight of her like Suzy can. Absentmindedly, you start rubbing your hard-on though your pants with your free hand while you wonder how many times she climaxed from pleasuring herself last night, thinking about you while she was alone in her hotel room, all dressed up with nowhere to go.

"Hey Mr. Jones, thanks for letting me use your shower. Whoah! is that Mrs. Jones?"

Startled, you nearly jump out of your seat as you slap the phone face-down on the table and whip your head around to see Vanessa. The T-shirt and shorts were smaller than you realized as you see the tan skin of her exposed midriff and most of the way up her thighs. With no bra, the thin fabric of the shirt clearly shows the outline of her nipples.

"Shit! Vanessa, you scared me!" you say as you catch your breath and try to adjust yourself without her noticing.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Jones. Can I see that picture on your phone, please?" she asks, fixated on your phone.

"See what pic... Seriously, Dave? That's what you found for her to wear?" Shauna says incredulously as she comes down the stairs and rounds the corner to the kitchen. Even as she stares you down, you can't help but notice how well Suzy's bathrobe hugs her curves.

"Oh, don't be such a prude, Mom. How many times have we gone swimming in their pool and I wore less than this?" Vanessa argues. Shauna gives her daughter a look but doesn't press the point any further.

"So, um, how about some breakfast?" you ask, hoping to turn the conversation away from Suzy's sexy selfie and Vanessa's skimpy outfit.

"That sounds great!" says Vanessa enthusiastically.

"Breakfast does sound good," Shauna says.

The three of you make small talk as you cook breakfast for the ladies. While they eat, you go back to checking your messages.