Shower time

I spent the next fifteen minutes under a warm stream of water trying to clean dried cum that had clumped in my pubic hair. For the first time in my life I found myself wishing that I had shaved myself. When I was almost done cleaning myself, Kate pulled the curtain back and stepped into the shower with me.

"Baby went back to sleep," she said.

"Cool," I said.

"I'm sorry," she said sheepishly.

"For what?"

"For last night," Kate told me. "I shouldn't have been so bossy. You just got me very horny and I kinda lost control."

"It felt like you kinda took control."

"Oh god, I didn't mean to, please don't be angry."

"Angry?" I asked. "Why would I be angry? That was fucking hot. I had no idea HOW hot, but now that I do, I hope you do it again."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah," I said.

"You mean if I told you to do something right now, you'd be cool with it?"

"Of course."

She smiled.