Chapter 53 Should I Lock The Door?

• I had not long finished chatting with him on the net. It was as wonderful as ever, but inside I still felt the gaping hunger of lust. Although I don't like to admit it I was still as horny as hell.
• Going up to the shower, I slipped out of my clothes and stepped in, the warm water ran over me slowly. I grabbed the sponged and began to wash myself, but my head kept on going back to my chats with him.
• The sponge dropped to the floor of the shower and my hands replaced it soaping my body. Moving up to my breasts I ran my hands over them, lifting them to wash beneath, twirling my fingers around my hardening nipples, pinching them as I discovered the beautiful sensations running through me. Leaning against the cool wall of the shower, I raised one foot onto the side and worked one soapy hand down to my sex. It felt so smooth and fresh beneath my soapy hand; a finger caught my hardening bud and slowly began to rub with just the tip of my finger. I just stood there for a while flicking to and fro upon the sensitive knob of flesh. My head arched against the wall as the familiar sensations ran through me. I never ceased to wonder how that tiny piece of me could make my legs and bodies shake so. The splashing water on my face brought me back to where I was, and turning off the shower, I stepped off and wrapped myself in a towel.