The Shower
She lay in bed thinking about him. Since they had split up, she had tried to not think about him at all. She had not even cried a tear since as she thought it was wasted. She knew that it was her fault that he had walked out on her and therefore did not want to waste time worrying about it.
However, this morning was different. It was a cold morning and she did not want to creep out from under the warm quilt. With nothing to occupy her mind, thoughts of him filled her head. It had been three months since he had shared this bed with her and this was the sort of morning when they would snuggle up close and keep each other warm.
This was really the first time she had missed him. The rest of her time had been so busy, what with working extra hours so that she keep keep on top of the bills that she now had to pay for alone and clearing out all traces of him from the house, she was not directly thinking about him and what had happened between them.
They had been living together for a few years and things were getting a bit dull. Their snuggling sessions were getting far less frequent and she was always too tired or busy to give him the attention that he needed and deserved and of course, that was why he left her in the end. He had explained that he still loved her but he just needed more of her than she could give, he felt alone in the house and needed to find someone who could be more nurturing. Of course this hurt her, but she knew it was true and there was nothing she could do or say to change that so she just practically got on with her life.
This morning for that split second she missed him and then she brushed the thoughts aside. She told herself that it was just a silly misguided thought. She could not brush away the feelings of desire that were building inside her though. She did not get horny that often any more, she was too stressed and busy most of the time, but when she did, she had to come or else it would distract her from anything she was trying to do.
Being a practical girl she knew she needed to deal with this, but without a man beside her she would have to take matters in to her own hands. She shivered as she stripped off her pyjamas and quickly retreated deeply in to the bed. She ran her fingertips gently over the delicate skin of her breasts and she soon forgot about being cold. She was soon gently touching every part of her body, brushing her fingers up and down her thighs, stomach, arms and breasts. It felt good to be touched, even though she was doing the touching.
She was soon tingling inside and she needed some extra stimulation so she left the bed and went to the bathroom. She ran the power shower until it was warm and then stepped in to the large cubicle, closing the door behind her. The rush of water immediately made her skin tingle and she sighed with pleasure.
As the water poured over her head, it felt like it was washing all her thoughts about the past away. She was able to concentrate on the warm feelings inside her. She loved being naked and having her body exposed like, even though she was in the shower, was very nice. It made her feel free, unrestricted and like she could relax more.
She found her shower gel and began to massage it over her body. The scent added a new sense to her pleasure and she massaged her arms and shoulders, removing the tension that had begun to build up. She then moved her attention to her breasts. They were not tense but she really enjoyed massaging her pert, round bosoms. She was very sensitive and just brushing her nipple, when reaching for more shower gel, sent a shiver through her body. She massaged a lot more gently in this delicate area. Dragging her fingers softly along her skin and then along the edges of her nipples felt very good. She moaned a little as she let herself relax even more, closing her eyes and tipping her head back a bit. She soaped her tummy and legs briefly and then lathered up between her legs. She did not take long and she soon removed the shower head and directed it at her pussy and clit. She parted her legs and tipped up her pelvis so that she could feel the full force of the water and with her free hand she began to stroke her nipples.
She could feel the pleasure heightening in her body as she continued to do what she knew would eventually lead to the ultimate ecstasy. Her breathing was getting faster and every so often she let a moan escape her swollen lips.
She put the shower back now as she needed both of her hands. She plunged two fingers deep inside her pussy and with the other hand began to stroke her clitoris. She needed to come now and she knew that this was the only way to ensure that it happened fast. Her fingers were still soapy and so slick and able to freely move in and out of her hole which was sticky and hot to the touch. She moaned as her fingers moved quickly in and out and then she began rubbing her clitoris in earnest. Her fingers easily slid over it and she applied the tiniest amount of pressure that she could so that it felt divine. She moaned louder as she continued to finger herself and rub her clitoris at the same time, increasing her speed little by little.
She could feel her orgasm building, her stomach was tightening and her body was beginning to shake. She was panting now and rubbing frantically. The pleasure built and built until her body had to let go and she felt waves of pleasure throughout her body as she orgasmed and then again and again. She gasped as her clitoris was suddenly too sensitive to touch and pushed her fingers inside her hard as her pussy pressed down on to them. Her last shudder made her squeal with pleasure and then she washed all over again, feeling relieved of pressure and happy again.
