Chapter 132

"A lot better than Melessa." I let her know the forecast and what goodies I brought for us to share. She said that since we were going to be there for two days we might as well get comfortable. She had unpacked before I arrived. I unpacked and while I was doing that she grabbed some things and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower start and had a mental image of her standing under the hot stream of water with soap on her breasts. I had noticed at dinner that she was nicely put together. Not "D" sized, but plenty for enjoyment.

I finished unpacking and noticed that the condoms she had seen were no longer in my suitcase. I picked up the bag of snacks and put the diet Cokes in the mini-bar. I opened the drawer between the two beds to put the chips in there and saw the condoms. This lady intended to join me in some fun! She had stated her intentions downstairs and once again by her placement of my condoms where they would be easy to find.

I put my dop kit by the door to the bathroom and sat on my bed. The shower was still running.

"Pete!" Her voice called from inside the bathroom.

"Yes?"

"Could you help me, please?"

"How?"

"First, by coming in here."

I opened the door and was greeted by a cloud of steam. I closed the door so the cooler air wouldn't get to Carla.

"I need someone to scrub my back. Would you be willing?"

She was standing in the shower facing away from me. My first real look at her had her exposed from her feet to her head and I felt something in my slacks move on it's own. Her skin looked really good. Her ass looked like she was a teenager. Tight, muscled and firm.

"Pete?"

"Right. I am willing to wash your back but only on one condition, I also get to wash your front."

"I've already washed my front, shaved my underarms, legs and pussy but if you want to make sure I did a good job, Ok by me." She turned around and I sat down on the toilet. She was beautiful! I know my mouth was hanging open.

"Pete! Get undressed! You have two days to look at me, touch me and whatever else we can think of. Right now I want us both clean."

I didn't need to be told again. I stripped and joined her under the water. She handed me the bar of soap and turned her back to me. I soaped her from the neck down, slowly and massaging as I soaped. When my hands got to her ass she bent forward a little and pushed her ass back at me. My hard cock pressed between her ass cheeks and she said, "Not yet! Soon, but not yet."

My hands caressed her ass and she held the cheeks apart so I could easily get between and wash her pucker. I'd been married once to a woman who never let me touch her there and this woman who I'd know less than four hours held her cheeks apart for me!

From my knees I washed her legs. She spread her legs and I did a good job. She had done a good job shaving. I didn't feel and stubble. She turned around to face me before I got back up. I was face to face with her pussy. Right at the top of her slit I saw a small gold ring piercing her clitoral hood.

"Do you like my ring?"

"Yes, I think I do."

"I got it while I was in Amsterdam last year. If you kiss it, you will be the first man to do so."

I did more than kiss it! I lifted her leg up and put her foot on the edge of the tub. I sucked on the ring gently and then ran my tongue down into her slit. When I discovered her own wetness, it tasted wonderfully. I spent lots of time eating her and returning to her ring. When she began to quiver she grabbed my head and moaned. She thrust and ground her puss against my face until she came.

She moaned, froze and then trembled as the orgasm subsided. I stood up and kissed her, knowing I tasted like her own pussy. She joined me in the kiss with enthusiasm.

When the kiss ended she took the soap and washed me. She didn't hurry, she didn't miss anything. She was very careful to gently scrub my cock, balls and ass. Then she sucked in my cock and blew/sucked me until I unloaded in her mouth. It was incredible!

We got out, dried off and went back into the bedroom. We faced two beds and she said, "Your place or mine?"

"How about the floor between?"

"Later. Come to my place first."

"I'd be honored."

We pulled the sheets and covers down and got on the bed. Not in the bed. On the bed. In the bed is for sleeping and snuggling. On the bed is for more athletic activities. The sharing of body fluids. Sometimes on the bed is for creating children. Carla and I were not there for that! I'm fixed. I've had plenty of cum since the surgery so I know I'm empty. Shooting blanks. I still love shooting. I still wear condoms when I shoot, especially when I shoot and I'm not in my home gallery. Carla wasn't my home gallery, mostly because I didn't have one at that time.