The Shower Encounter (cont'd)

I lifted her up in a standing position, gently taking off her loungewear, and the sight of her breasts made it hard to focus, but I forced myself to. 

I deliberated taking off her thong but decided against it. A territory I wasn't prepared to cross. At this point, we stood face-to-face. I turned on the shower, grabbed a sponge dipped in some body wash, and proceeded to scrub her body gently. She moved with my rhythm; although drunk, she surprisingly acted cooperative. She had soft skin.

As soon as I reached her butt, I paused. The tension brewing in me got stronger with every part I handled. She was irresistible for sure. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my wrist, redirecting my hand to her chest. She guided my hand in the washing of her breasts—first, under, then at the top—and before I knew what she was doing, she was pulling off my shirt.

Alarmed, I took a step back.

"I can't do this.”

"And why not?"

"You're drunk; I don't want it to seem like I'm taking advantage of you or this situation."

"Shhh..." She placed a finger on my lips. "You're overthinking this." She said as she swept it across my lips. It felt sensational. This woman was tantalizing.

Dumbfounded, I watched her take it off slowly. We were both bare, and what had seemed like an impossible situation was becoming possible now. She closed the gap between us and whispered,

"Even though that jerk left me, I'm glad I have you here with me."

There was something about the way she said that. Unable to control myself and consumed with an unquenchable flame, I kissed her passionately. The water poured on us while we made out intensely like two lovers who had finally been favored by fate.

Her lips were soft and tasted just as I remembered them. She placed my hand on her bum, and I caressed them like they belonged to me. Everything about that moment felt right.

"Don't you want to taste me down there?"

I swear to god I felt my invisible dick erect as soon as she whispered into my ear. I wanted to fuck her that night. Strap her in a way she'd never felt before, until…

"Oh my god! Are you okay?"

She had vomited. What a way to ruin the moment. Or maybe this was a sign.

But what sign could it be?

Before I could utter another word, she passed out right in front of me.

“Wow! What a bummer," I muttered.

Disappointed, I cleaned her up, took her to her room, and put her to sleep.

"And there goes my night!" I exclaimed in my room.