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    Realization (Only Chapter)

    The soap swirled down the drain as our bodies were rinsed of it.

    “I’m going to make you forget all about the day you’ve had,” Bette whispered in my ear as her hands caressed down either side of my body. “I’m going to tease you until you beg.”

    I love it when she talks to me like this. I love hearing the lust in her voice – the promise of what’s to come. I’m not convinced I can last long before the begging begins. But I also know that is what she wants…to hear how much I want her.

    I hear my own low moan escape from me as a hand moves up my inner thigh. I remember again how much I love hearing her talk as she makes love to me.

    “We can start here and continue in the bedroom before she wakes up,” she said quietly. “I just put her down before you got home so we have some time.”

    I feel the tip of her tongue run from the notch between my collarbones, up my neck to flick gently at my earlobe.

    “You know that’s how I’m going to use my mouth between your legs once I have you in bed.”

    I’m in danger of becoming as much of a puddle on the tiled floor as the water willing itself from the nozzle. Her words melt me from the inside out. I struggle to regain some sense of composure. After all, I want to give her pleasure as much or more than she wants me right now. The ache becomes more palpable with every stroke of her fingertips.

    With a quarter turn, our positions are reversed. I hold her wrists to the wall as I stare into her eyes.

    “Thanks for the welcome home,” I say. I can barely speak she has me so aroused. All I can think of is how much I want to taste her. Feel her fingers tangle in my hair as her hips rise from the surface of the bed because of what I’m doing to her. I move down her slick, wet body, tracing my tongue over every part of her. She tilts her head back against the wall as I caress her breasts with my mouth, hopeful I can engender the verbal reaction that will edge me toward my own release. I move one hand down as I stand tall to capture her mouth with my own. Her lips are slightly parted, but her eyes are closed in anticipation of my destination. She reaches for me at the same time and the intimate movements become more rhythmic.

    I am wet in every imaginable way. How does she do this to me so consistently every time I even think of her.

    The water is washing away some of the natural lubrication we are managing to create in each other, but every so often I feel her slide down my body and the arousal becomes an unending flow. Fuck. Just…fuck.

    I feel a pulsing sensation on my thigh. Oh God I so know what’s going to happen next.

    “Spread your legs Tee, we’re just getting started.”

    Try as I might, I can’t keep the scream from escaping as the water rushes over me. I move my body so it strikes me in just the right way. I am somewhere else. Somewhere perfect. No deadlines. No pressure. Well. Water pressure. I grin.

    Her fingers are inside me, lending to the power of what will be a terrific surge once it arrives. And I can tell, it’s not far off.

    “Oh God,” the words are quiet but earnest as they leave me.

    The gasp reverberates off the acoustic tiles of the shower as my orgasm explodes. It’s not merely a sucking in of air as my body responds. It’s an uncharacteristic moan of pure ecstatic pleasure the likes of which I haven’t experienced for over a year. When your body trembles like this, you know you’ve had one brilliant orgasm. I lean quietly against the tiles as the tremors fade. Then I hear the voice.

    “Tina, are you okay?” Henry asked through the closed door of the shower stall.

    Reality strikes.

    “Yeah, fine,” I respond.

    “I thought I heard something,” he continues.

    “I…I dropped a bottle of shampoo on my foot,” I respond, rolling my eyes. How lame.

    “Are you almost done? I have to get showered too,” he said. “The babysitter will be here in about 45 minutes.”

    I replaced the shower head to its original position.

    “Yes, I am pretty well done,” I replied, knowing just how done I truly am.

    (the end.)

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    Comments

    1. That was great. I was completely fooled until I read that Tina hadn’t had an orgasm as powerful in a year. Bette would never let that happen. LOL. But still didn’t expect Henry. PP when you can.

    2. Oh, wow… I love when I’m completely surprised as I was just now… even when the surprise is being interrupted by the horror that is Henry. Your writing is just beyond words – I know it seems like an oximoron, but when you think about it, it really isn’t. Thank you.

    3. Damn, I thought it was Bette and Tina. If she feels this way she needs to get out of that bed of rocks. Go and see if she can reclaim her woman. thanks

    4. I am so happy to have found your post today – your writing is always so great – as much or as little as you have time for I’ll read it all. Thank you.

    5. Who turned on the cold water? I was on cruise then someone threw my transmission into reverse. I’ve never switched gears so fast! JKS, you had me going there, then you dropped me! Thanks for the daydream!

    6. That was awesome JKS…you almost feel sorry for her but she made the choice and if she hurries up she can try to fix it cause looks like someone else is gonna be turning Bette’s head soon.

    7. I’m with techgal on this one. If I was a teenage boy, I’d feel like I had just been caught mid-fap by my mom. Shrinkage, man. Pure shrinkage. But the year thing sort of gave it away too. PPS!

    8. Oh fuck…you had me until the words about a year ago, LOL good one Swimmie. Glad to hear you’ve some new stuff brewing, can’t wait :o)) Thanks for this one.

    9. He JKS, A new post from you is always a cause to celebrate and this one was the prefect short story. It was full of heat and lust and then the unpleaseant taste of reality. Can’t wait to read whatever you manage to post. Know that there is a legion of fans waiting for every word. Breathtakingly brilliant. Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

    10. GODDAMN HENRY!…Always lurking, still in places where he isnt wanted!……and just when you think its safe to go back into the water eh!!!lol….Love your writing!

    11. WOW!!!! THat felt like Tina was really with Bette. But to wake from that must have really sucked. To here Henry in the bathroom damn. Tina you maid your bed now live with it. Thanks Great Chapter PPS

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