The Shower

In Cancun, our room had the most fabulous shower.  It was an entire room worth of space.  It had shelves of towels, a bench seat, a handheld shower head and one of those rainforest showers that rain down on you from the ceiling.  

The first day we were at the resort together I had a great time in the pool with all the ladies.  We had drinks and fun in the sun.  Daddy and El Jefe sat on our swim-up patio and watched the girls while smoking cigars.  

Ending the day in the pool, we all made plans for the evening dinner.  I gave Daddy a kiss and went to wash off.  As I stripped off my bikini and turned on the water I felt a presence behind me. It was Daddy.  “I realized where you were going and wanted to be here for your first experience of the shower.”

I turned and smiled as he shucked off his shorts and joined me.  He pulled me into his arms under the water. It was pure heaven.  He held me as he kissed me while the gentle rain of water fell over us. It was incredible. 

He began to kiss me more fervantly.  Along with several rummy drinks, his kisses served to kindle my ardor.  One wall of the shower was marble up to the waist and glass from there to the ceiling.  The window looked out on the room with our friends in clear view on the patio.  If El Jefe had turned around he would have seen me pushed up against that glass as Daddy plumbed my depths with his fingers. 

Knowing we would have folks in the room readying to leave soon, Daddy pulled back and said we should finish getting clean. I wanted to keep getting dirty but I heard him and followed his command. 

Sudsing up a bar of hotel soap I got to wash Daddy from head to toe.  Mmm, my slick and slippery hands touched every part of his body.  I was careful on his sunburnt shoulders but I loved feeling the expanse of his masculine back.  His very wide shoulders taper down to his rock hard ass…mmm.  I kept going further down and washed his toned, tight calves, his feet, then came back up to slide my fingers around his cock and balls.  I could have done that all day.  

We found every opportunity that week to shower together. I recall one particularly hot session where I ended up sitting on the floor sucking his cock. (Marble floors do not lend well to kneeling.)

Anyhow, I just had to share our fabulous shower in Mexico.

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