Just what he needed

You came home a little late from work so you expect to find me sound asleep. You walk through our bedroom to the master bath to get ready for bed. The sudden light wakes me up from my nap that I was taking waiting for you to get home. Luckily for me you don’t think about how bright the light is. You turn on the shower and quickly undress, ready to wash away the stress you endured today. I hear you enter the shower and take a quick peek to make sure you are actually in there. I can tell by your body language that you have had a long day and are ready to relax and unwind before bed. Once you start lathering yourself up with soap I take that as my cue to sneak in. I, as quietly as I can, climb out of bed and tip-toe over to the bathroom door. I stand and watch you in the shower for a minute thinking how did I get so lucky. Watching the water and soap cascade over your glistening, tan body starts to get me wet. I quickly slip out of my lace nightgown and move to the shower.

You, luckily, are not paying attention  to your surroundings, thinking that I am fast asleep in our bed, so you continue to stand under the showerhead with your eyes closed just letting the water run over you. I open the shower door just enough to slip in so I can join you but so you won’t notice the cool air. For a second I just stand there admiring your back muscles trying to decide what I should do to get your attention. As I am standing there staring, you reach to grab the shampoo, so I seize the opportunity to press myself against you and place my hands on you.