Standing in that bathroom next to the shower, just a towel wrapped around myself, leaning against the wall, my hand under the spray of the water, testing the temperature.

The memory of the last time we made love floating through my mind. Your hands running over my body, the feel of my arms and legs wraped around you. I am just torturing myself. I step into the steaming hot shower and let the water just rush over my body.... turning my face up to it as more water fingers it's way through my hair and down my back.

I turn around and lean against the cold tiled shower wall...my large breasts almost pressed flat against the tiles... I can feel my nipples start to pucker in protest to the coolness. My back slightly arched... water running over my ass and between my legs... almost tickling as it trails along. Pressing my forehead against the wall my hands slide up my body to cup my breasts... thumbs flicking over my nipples. Turning around I lift my breasts slightly and let the water pound against them, softly squeezing and rolling the hard peaks between my fingers.

My left hand travels down my body, skimming over my stomach and thighs... lightly brushing against my sex. I shudder slightly... and slowly slide down the shower wall, till I am crouching.... legs spread wide... hands on my knees and head tilted back as the spray from the water washes over me. My hand again seeks out my desire... cupping it softly. Gentle fingers probing... I gasp and jerk my hand away... only to have it travel back as if on its own accord. One finger slipping in between my outer lips to press against my clit, then sliding down the length, feeling a growing wetness that has nothing to do with the shower.

Dragging my fingers back up, I flick them over my clit..feeling it turn to a hard nub with that simple action... pinching it between two fingers just as my other hand is doing to my breasts. I start to shake at the pleasure of the feelings my own hands envoke.

Biting my bottom lip as my wandering fingers hover over the opening to my womanhood... one slowly, gently slipping inside...my muscles quickly closing around it... grasping... pulling it deeper. Slowly at first, finding my rythym.... then moving faster with each stroke... Eyes tightly closed and moaning softly as my pleasure entensifies. Fingers plunging in and out as I come closer and closer to my release... muscles clentching as visions of your face flash through my head and I call your name as waves of orgasim over take me.