By knowing what pleases her, she is able to direct me so I can please her.By knowing what pleases her, she is able to direct me so I can please her. Pausing as she reaches her breasts, she cups them and smoothes her hands over them. Softly she caresses their fullness and gently teases her nipples. She tosses her head back and lets the shower water splash across her body. I see her shifting her legs and I know she is getting excited. As my erection grows, I fight the urge to jump in the shower with her. I continue to watch. Leaving one hand to fondle her breasts, the other hand follows the water as it runs down her body. Slowly, the hand crosses her stomach and approaches the junction of her thighs. As her hand disappears between her legs, I hear a soft sigh from the shower. I know from the sound that her hand has found its mark. Although the shower glass does not provide a clear view, I watch as she massages her body. Slippery hands, gliding over the rolling contours and into the hidden valleys of her body. Gentle hands, teasing her breasts and pleasing the inner reaches of her vagina. I wish they were my hands. My erection has grown into a full-fledged hard-on and it twitches with each beat of my now-racing heart. I cannot resist the urge to grab it and stroke it in time with her movements. She is not yet aware of my presence. We continue to masturbate, she on one side of the glass door of the shower and me on the other. As her hand increases in speed, so does mine, and we begin building toward our fantasy orgasms. I watch as she continues to massage her breasts and dip into her treasure chest. Based upon the sounds coming from the shower, she must be rolling her fingers over her clit. I can almost feel the soft, warm, folds of her sexual lips as they envelope her fingers. Knowing her body as I do, I know she is wet and juicy now, and her fingers are sliding effortlessly into her deeper reaches. The sounds coming from the shower increase in volume and tempo. I know she is approaching an orgasm without me, but I don't care. I am in my own fantasy world on the other side of the glass. |