her clitoris. It was hard and erect under her finger bathed in pussy juice. She watched as her fingers stroked, rubbed and pinched her clitoris. She watched as her finger dipped into the juices again, in and out, in and out, spreading the pussy juice between her thighs. Dipping in for more, she bathed her nipples in her juices and watched them erect under her tender attention. What man wouldn’t want to share this? she said breathlessly to her reflection.
Beth turned on the water in the shower and stepped in. Her body was in a state of need, desperately wanting and needing satisfaction. She tried to ignore the need but it was stronger than her. Her pussy was tingling; her clit was pulsating with need. The water pulsated over her nipples and breasts sending surges of need for pleasure throughout her body. Beth couldn’t hold back. She needed release. Beth poured shower gel into her hands and rubbed it to a lather. The fresh scent of lavender tipped up her nostrils. The smoothness of the gel over her skin felt like silk.
Beth smoothed the gel over her body giving extra delicate attention to her breasts, ass, thighs and clitoris. Beth needing release of the orgasm building inside her but not letting go, stepped out of the shower grabbed a chair and placed it in the shower. She lay on the chair with the chair back at her side. She lifted her legs and held on to the chair back with her hand and gasped as the water pulsated over her clitoris. The water spanking on her clitoris excited her more than she could have ever imagined. As the water spanked her clitoris Beth squeezed and pinched her nipples and breasts.
Her body tingled violently all over. Her breaths were ragged. Her hands worked fervently bringing pleasure as they slid over her breasts, stomach, bare pubis and her thighs. When she felt she couldn’t stand the pleasure any longer as the water pulsated and spanked her clitoris one hand impatiently stroked her clitoris as the other firmly pinched her nipple. Her breath caught, her back arched off the chair and her thighs snapped shut as her clitoris and pussy exploded in orgasm. Oh God , she thought, I need a man, I need a man, husband or not to make love to me.
Beth slid off the chair, slid out of the shower to the floor and placed a towel under her head where she lay and allowed herself to be consumed with ultimate satisfaction and guilt for giving it to herself.
CHAPTER 7
Richard pulled to the curb in front of Beth’s house and honked the horn of his yellow mustang convertible. Lil looked anxiously toward the closed door hoping Beth would not back out. She fished around in her purse and pulled out her cell. Just as her fingers were about to press send, the door flung open and Beth emerged from the house walking briskly to the car wearing a glorious smile.
“Good afternoon Richard, Lil. So impatient. You must be starving blowing like that,” Beth said with amusement in her voice.
“No, I was worried you were gonna back out,” Lil said.
“You look really nice Beth; relaxed. Just the right mood for the dating game,” Richard mused.
“Ignore him,” Lil implored. Hop in Beth. I want to get there before Andrew. I want to check him out.” Lil continued.
“I’m feeling a little jealous Lil. I don’t know if I can appreciate my date checking out another man,” Richard said as he pulled from the curve.
“You know exactly what I mean. We have to make sure he’s okay for Beth to be dating. You know, make sure he’s not an alcoholic, thief, rapist or murderer,” Lil replied as she put on her sunglasses while her copper hair flowed in the breeze.
“I’m sitting right here Lil and I’m over 18 and a college graduate. I think I’m capable of checking out my own date,” Beth said sarcastically holding her hat on her head with one hand as the white brim