linked and the suspect is
still at large."
Jamie looked at Jason who was watching intently.
"Mathews looks like an idiot, I'm going to give him so much shit
tomorrow," Jason laughed.
The news anchor came back on the screen. "All
three of the victims had past criminal activity, specifically they were all
convicted of sexual assaults. Police also think these murders might be tied to
two different missing persons cases that were never resolved."
Jason peered over at Jamie. "Well I get to
deal with this shit tomorrow, so how about a movie?" Jason suggested.
"I want to take a quick shower first, so go
ahead if you want or wait for me," Jamie replied.
"Okay, I'm turning on the game until you get
out," Jason shouted back as Jamie walked back to her bathroom. She turned
the shower on and undressed, stepping into the shower. The room slowly filled
with steam from the hot water, as Jamie let the stream fall down her back. She
was startled by a noise at the door. She hated this feeling more than anything,
Alfred Hitchcock conditioned her to believe this was the end. She peeked out of
the shower curtain, and jumped out of her skin when she saw Jason standing
there.
"Holy shit, you scared the fuck out of
me!" Jamie said catching her breath.
"Sorry, sorry, I knocked but I guess you
didn't hear me. I just wanted to join you," Jason said with a smile.
Jamie's heart continued to race, but she managed
to smile and opened up the curtain. Jason pulled off his shirt, exposing his
abs and beautiful midsection. He unfastened his belt and dropped his pants,
exposing navy blue boxer briefs. He removed them, exposing his penis, which was
still large even when not erect. He climbed into the shower, sharing the stream
with Jamie. He reached his left hand up and touched her shoulder. He gazed into
her eyes, water trickling off his hair and making tiny rivers past his nose.
His hands dropped lower to her waist, pulling her towards him. Jamie ran her
fingers across his collarbone, as he moved in to kiss her. Their wet lips
united, and Jamie felt herself sinking into a passion fueled trance. Jason's
hand touched the top of Jamie's hip and moved slowly up to her breast. She
could see his penis getting bigger, drops of water falling off of the head. She
grabbed Jason's shaft and held it in the palm of her hand. Then, slowly started
masturbating him. Jason tilted his head back and closed his eyes. Jamie could
feel his penis getting harder. He put his hand between Jamie's legs, confirming
she was wet. He slid his big fingers over her clitoris and into the labia. She
stroked him faster, but Jason stopped her, in tandem with a deep breath. He
turned Jamie the other way and continued to finger her, reaching around, with
his forearm rested against her hip. Jamie felt Jason's penis touching her ass,
and used her hand to move it away. Jason then moved Jamie's right leg to rest
on the edge of the bathtub, her bent knee resting on her lower leg. She felt
Jason's penis moving past her vagina, then emerging from between her legs. She
lifted the bottom of the head up near her clit. She rubbed her own wetness over
it, then slowly moved it to the base of her vagina. Jason's hand left hand
reached around to continue the finger pleasures, and his right hand squeezed
Jamie's breast. He began to insert his penis in her. Slowly, he moved slightly
deeper with each thrust. Every time he pushed, Jamie's ass cushioned into his
pubic bone. In Jamie's past, she never enjoyed sex from behind. Jason was able
to hit places that other men never could. This felt amazing. She was in
euphoria once again, mouth agape, adding to the steam already present in the room.
Jason breathed heavy, watching the beads of water fall down Jamie's back. Their
moans indicated both were nearing orgasm. Jamie fell into contained screams in
order to heighten her climax. She felt it coming, gripped Jason's hand and
succumbed to another powerful orgasm. Jason stopped, but Jamie told him to keep
going.