Today’s Shift:

Hearing the front door open and close, Amber smiles because she knows it means I’ve finished checking out and washing the unit for our shift.  Lying on her comfortable bed, which we now share on a regular basis, in an oversized hockey jersey and nothing else, she absently flips the pages of her magazine.

Minutes later, she senses rather than sees me leaning on the frame of the bedroom door, arms crossed over my chest, just looking at her. Lying on her stomach, Amber feels my eyes burning a trail down her body. They stop at her naked sex, visible between her open legs that are bent up at the knees.

I truly love to see her this way, her lower lips with their edges tinged a dark pink color and shaped as the petals of a flower. My mind wanders back to last night when my eager fingers opened those tender lips wide so I could see the soft, pink, moist folds before delving my tongue deep inside to taste Amber’s tangy nectar. I could feel the blood rushing to my manhood, causing it to harden just from these erotic memories.

Amber turns her head from her magazine to gaze over her shoulder.  She sees me standing there admiring her and grins saying, “A Shift said they got two calls yesterday, that pretty much insures we will spend the day here without interuption.”  I raise my eyes from her pretty bottom to look deep into hers. She gives a little smile before lowering her gaze to the growing bulge in my pants, evidence of where my thoughts and eyes have been. She is pleased that just looking at her has caused me to harden. Knowing this makes her shiver slightly and drenches her with moisture. Without even a word or a touch, we have begun the foreplay that we both know will end in ecstasy before the shift is over.

Amber returns to her magazine, pretending to read it, completely unaware of what is on the page before her. She hears me shed my clothing and she lifts her eyes just in time to see me pad naked across the plush carpet to the shower in the bathroom off the hall. The shower door opens with a click and I turn the water on.  After adjusting the temperature I enter and close the door once again with a click.

Quickly, Amber crawls up to her knees and, crossing her arms in front of her, grasps the hem of her shirt and lifts it over her head. She watches it take flight and land carelessly in the corner on the floor.

Naked now, Amber slips off the bed and heads to the bathroom. I feel a draft as she opens the door and steps in. Standing close behind me and placing her arms around my wet, glistening body she presses her naked breasts into my back.

Turning my back now to the shower and facing her I throw my head back under the gentle spray of warm water to rinse the shampoo from my head.  As I open my eyes, I see my beautiful partner, naked and wet, soaping her hands with a fragrant bar of soap.

She comes to me and begins rubbing my chest. My nipples harden as Amber’s soft, soapy fingers trace circles around them. Her hands, still holding the bar of soap, slide down to the coarse hair that surrounds my manhood. Amber soaps me well, sliding the bar in her hands under me as well. She puts down the soap and scratches her fingers deep into the tight dense curls and then under to cup my soft, soapy jewels. She hears my breath whistle from my parted lips when she finally takes hold of me.

She roughly tugs on me, feeling my member harden and grow in her hands. Her left hand holds me firmly, stroking me up and down while she runs her right thumb across the very smooth and sensitive tip. Her hand leaves the wet tip and slides down between my legs to gently caress me there.

Pushing me under the shower, where the steady stream of water rinses the soap from my body, she glances over her shoulder, carefully backs up and sits on the little corner seat in the shower. Still gripping my member in her hand, she pulls me to her. As her finger teases me with little, soapy caresses, her luscious mouth opens to take me deep inside. Amber greedily sucks me deeper still into her mouth. She hears my moans above the sound of the shower and becomes even more aroused.  With me in her mouth, her free hand reaches for my hand. She takes it and places it on the side of her head, closing my fingers around her hair. I need no encouragement to follow suit with my other hand. With a firm grasp of her pretty head I hold Amber still and move my hips in short, deliberate thrusts. She gags a little until she is relaxed and ready for my rhythm.

Amber’s hand reaches under to feel my sac tighten and crinkle up close to my body, the way it always does when I am close to cumming. I am so close, but don’t want to let my seed pour down her throat.....at least not yet.

Reluctantly, I remove my cock from Amber’s mouth. My breathing is so hard. I step back under the shower to let the warm water rush over me. I need just a moment to compose myself. While my eyes are closed and the water is streaming down my head, Amber once again takes the bar of soap.

I open my eyes in time to see Amber sitting there on the corner seat with her legs spread wide, one leg resting on the side of the shower stall and the other resting on the edge that holds the shower door. Watching her as she rubs the soap over her breasts, down her stomach, then between her legs, I see a tiny soap bubble attach itself to one of her puckered nipples. I reach out to touch it and it pops. I take Amber’s hardened nipple between my thumb and finger as she slides her soapy hands all over her body. I watch her fingers glide over her lower lips and see her slip one deep inside. As one hand holds back the hood that covers her now swollen clit, she fingers the pink bud, rubbing it in small, steady circles.

I look up to Amber’s face and see her sweet lips part slightly. My eyes return to watch her fingers explore herself. This causes me to feel tightness low in my stomach. Amber is beautiful like that. I never tire of seeing her in the throes of pleasure. Unable to stand just watching any longer, I drop to my knees. Feeling the water beat down on my back, I turn and cup my hands under the stream to fill them with water and return to rinse the soap from her body.

I lower my lips to find their mark and Amber jolts from the astonishing impact of my mouth touching her womanhood. My lips kiss her soft, juicy petals. My tongue slides out to probe deep into her, tasting the tangy flavor that hardens me even more. Her finger bumps my nose as she steadily caresses her delicate button, bringing herself closer to orgasm. She is there. Soft, sweet, little moans slip unknowingly from her open lips as she explodes. My tongue probes and tastes the evidence of her ecstasy.

Returning from her euphoria, Amber opens her eyes to find me looking at her with love and tenderness, laced liberally with my still-unreleased passion. I take her hand and help her stand under the spray to rinse. The tepid water quickly turns cool as I shut it off.

Taking a big, fluffy bath sheet, I wrap it warmly around Amber. She steps out of the shower as I quickly grab the other towel for myself. With a few quick pats to dry only the excess water off our bodies, we race to the bed.

Once beneath the soft, fresh sheets, I pull Amber into my arms. My firm reminder that only one of us has found release gently pokes her stomach. We kiss, long and deep, starting out gentle but quickly turning into a wild fencing of tongues.

My hands caress her breasts and slide down her back, grabbing her bottom to pull her close to me. I gently roll Amber to her stomach, to the same position I had found her earlier, and lift her to her knees. Positioning myself behind her, I rub my manhood into the wetness that has smoothed the way to ecstasy for man since the beginning of time.

Taking a firm grip on Amber’s slender hips, I plunge forward, deep into the hot, smooth tunnel of love. Again and again, I plunge into her. Faster and harder now, I hear Amber moan and feel her grip. It tightens and convulses as another orgasm takes her away. The feeling is too intense for me. I cannot hold back any longer. Pulling her hips close, holding her tight and still. My head falls back and my own moans bellow into the silent room.

I fill Amber with strong, steady jets of my essence, one spurt after another, filling her with my seed.

With both of us weak from the intensity of our orgasms, I feel my partner fall from her knees to collapse flat on the bed. I pull myself from her body and fall on my back at her side.

Both sated and exhausted, Amber rolls from her stomach onto her side. Resting her head on my shoulder, she snuggles in under my armpit. She slides her arm over my hard, sweat-covered chest, absently running her fingers through the still damp hair. Her thigh feels the wetness of my now-softening manhood before she lays it to rest on my stomach. Snuggled close, I reach down for the lost comforter and cover us both.  It will be another great shift and I have a wonderful partner to share it with.