“When have I ever been wrong about anything?”
“Never?”
“Exactly. Now take your clothes off.” I stood back and admired his chiseled body as he stripped off his tight T-shirt and slacks. It was so tempting to just bring him into the shower with me for our usual morning routine. But today I had to share.
I grabbed his cock the second it was out of his boxer briefs. My other hand ran up his sixpack and wrapped behind the back of his neck. And then I pulled his head down until his ear was right by my lips.
“You ready to fuck my bestie?” I whispered, letting my lips brush against his ear. He stiffened in my hand. “I bet you’ve dreamt about sinking your hands into her red hair as she bobs up and down on your cock.” I lightly bit his earlobe and he groaned. “Or are you just gonna grab her tiny little waist and fuck her against the cold tiles?” I would have kept going, but I didn’t want him to burst in my hand.
I let go of him and knocked on the shower door.
“Present,” yelled Ash at the top of her lungs.
Present? “Ash, it’s me. I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise? What kind of surprise?”
“It’s a surprise. Open up.”
“Just toss it over the door.”
Odd request. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay… It’s coming over in three…” I knelt down and put my hands together to form a step for Teddybear.
“I really don’t know if this is a good idea,” he whispered. “She seems a little jumpy.”
“Trust me. It’ll be fine.”
He hesitantly stepped onto my hand and I leaned forward to make sure his throbbing cock hit me in the face. Ash was a lucky girl this morning.
“Two…”
Teddybear grabbed the top of the shower door and got ready to hoist himself up.
“One! Here he comes!”
I pushed my hands up to give Teddybear a little extra oomph. But I may have underestimated the force that he was already exerting to get himself up, because my extra oomph sent him hurtling over the door into the shower.
Chapter 2 - The Shower Pervert
Saturday, Sept 14, 2013
“AHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Ash. I’d never heard something so ear piercing. The shower door flew open and Ash ran out, full nude and still screaming at the top of her lungs. A second later she was out of the bathroom, but I could still hear her screaming down the hall.
“Ow,” muttered Teddybear as he tenderly held his junk.
I looked back and forth between him and the bathroom door. “I think your over-the-shower-door entry might have been a tad aggressive. Thoughts?”
He groaned.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Her knees are so bony.”
“Well what were you doing with her knees? No wonder she was so freaked out! Next time start with her tits, you pervert.”