After the heat of the sun by the pool, the room felt cold. She was looking forward to a warm shower to chase away the chill and wash off the chlorine.
He stopped her on the way to the bathroom. “Where are you going?”
“To shower. I told you I was going to when we were leaving the pool.”
“When you are in that bikini, my brain turns to mush. You are so sexy.”
“Nice try. You mean you weren’t listening because you had your eyes on that woman across the way who was topless.”
“Well, maybe, she did distract me, but you already had me so wired that it took nothing to completely fry my brain.”
She laughed. “You have time to recover while I shower.” She walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the shower. Just as she got in and started washing her hair, she heard the door open.
“Do you need something?”
He cleared his throat. “I thought you might like me to wash your back.” She peeked around the shower curtain at him. “No strings, honest.”
She smiled and turned her back to him. He grabbed the soap and filled his hands with lather before washing her back. Carefully. Making sure not to miss a single bit of skin. She purred a bit and his hand slipped down to her butt. She wiggled it and said, “Well, you might as well join me.”
He beat all records in dropping his swim trunks and getting in the shower. As he started to move around her, she shook her head. “Nope. I get the warm side of the shower. You get that side.” He shivered a bit and pouted.
“It’s cold and I’m getting goosebumps. Can’t we share?”
“Nope. I got here first. You can stay here and play or you can get out and wait your turn.” She looked over her shoulder at him, waiting.
“I’ll just have to tough it out. No way that I’m turning down that invitation.” He started kissing his way down her spine as she enjoyed the warm water.
2 thoughts on “G is for Goosebumps”
Showering together always sounds very hot, especially when we writers describe it, but often one person falls outside the boat and will have to stand the cold 😉