Wild Desire
She put out a hand to steady herself as the convulsions died away, the ripe sexual lubricant mingling with the lathery water flowing down to her feet, washing round them, gurgling towards the outlet.
Refreshed and energised, she stepped from the shower and reached for a large fluffy white towel, draping it round her as she wandered into the bedroom. Dry now, she dropped her covering, staring at her naked body in the pier glass, running her hands down her sleek, damp sides, amazed as always because nothing showed in her face. No one looking at her would guess she had been indulging in a secret vice. She selected body lotion from among the bottles on the dressing table and massaged it into her