I stepped into the shower. Robert looked at me. I mean all of me. He looked me over head to toe. I stood there watching him watch me; my arms were folded across my belly; my legs tightly together.
He said, “Is this wild or what?” He put his arms up and ran his fingers through his hair under the water, to sort of slick it back; you know. He blew water from his lips and looked at me. “Cold?” he asked. I said “a little”. With that he moved further under the water and beckoned me to step into the water spray.
I took one step into the water; man it was hot. It was like a million fingers touching my body. I had no idea I was so very sensitive right then. “Warm eh?” Robert asked.
“It is nice,” I said. Robert moved closer to me. I stepped to the side. He slid past me; I felt his hard cock against my legs.
He stood behind me. “Let me wash your hair,” he said.
I ran water into my hair and leaned my head back. Robert then put the shampoo on my hair and started to rub it in. It felt so nice.
His fingers were strong and gentle at the same time. He was kneading and pulling my hair. The hot shower was blasting my tits. It was almost stinging. I could feel the water running down my front; past my belly and down my pubic area. This was a moment of pure pleasure. It was not fucking, it was not sucking, but it was the single most erotic moment in my life.
Robert is a little bit shorter then I, so I turned around and let him clean the parts of my hair he otherwise might have missed. As I was facing him, I bent my head down. I could see his cock, long, slender, it was so red and purple. It made me wonder if he had enough skin to contain such an erection. I smiled.
He told me I need to rinse off the shampoo so I turned around and ran my head under the water. I closed my eyes. I jumped. I could feel his hand on my body. He had a bar of soap and was washing me, first my belly, then my breasts; he soaped those very well. He let his hand slide down my body. He had the bar of soap and he was scrubbing into my pubic area. Then the moment of truth happened. His hand slid between my legs. He was washing my pussy. For the first time in 18 years, he was touching my pussy. I should have stopped it, but I said nothing. I opened my legs wider. The bar of soap was making love to me; gliding along my cunt up the crack of my ass. As he pulled forward I could feel his finger touch my ass hole and then slide between the lips of my sex. This was wonderful.
The soap was like a lover to me. Oh, I had no clue what I wanted to happen, but I did know I did want something to.
His hand felt wonderful. I closed my eyes and leaned into him and kissed him full on the mouth. Our tongues played with each other. I had not kissed a man like this in a long time. It was one of those kisses that were almost as good as fucking. His hand was still between my legs, this was fantastic. I took a chance and grabbed his cock. It was rock hard and hot as hell. It was like a fire-poker, it was so hot.
He stopped kissing me. And looked at me. “Mom are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.