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After quickly brushing my teeth, I joined her in the shower.

She handed me the soap and turned away. “Now who’s taking risks?”

I started to soap her back. “What risk?”

“That getting us all wet and slippery, I might jump your bones and make us stay here.” She turned to face me. An evil grin overtook her face.

I started to soap her front. “You wouldn’t dare.” Her boobs got my extra-special treatment.

“Why not?”

I gave her tits another good massage. “Simple. You need this too much.”

She cocked her head. “A boob wash?”

I handed her the soap. “You need a day of relaxation more than anything. When was the last time you had lunch outside in the sunshine and ignored work, ignored the clock, and just watched the people go by? Have you ever?”

She started to lather my arms.

“Since you moved here?” I added.

She soaped my shoulders and chest. “It’s too hot in the sun.”

“Now who’s not answering the question, Sugarbear.”

She moved lower to soap my engorged dick, which hadn’t been able to shut out how beautiful she looked, and how wonderful she felt under my fingers.

“Somebody wants to stay in and play.”

“Deflecting isn’t going to get you anywhere.” Her continued slippery stroking of my dick made it difficult to get the words out.

She finally took her hands off me, set the soap on the shelf, and rinsed in the stream of water. “You’re right. I haven’t.”

I took her in my arms, urging her soft form against mine, which didn’t do anything to lessen my raging hard-on.

She laid her head against my chest. “Can’t we stay in?”

I squeezed her tighter. “I’ll keep you safe. You need this.” I rubbed her back. “Please trust me.”

She pulled back to look up. “Promise?”

I’d guessed right that she was scared about being out in the open. I kissed my finger. “Absolutely.” I moved the finger to her lips.

She kissed it. “I’ll make breakfast.” She pushed away to get out.

“No. We’ll have breakfast out.”

She turned back. “But I always have pigs in a blanket on Sunday.”

I pulled the door closed behind her to keep the cold air out. “What happened to not arguing about every little thing?”

She shook her head and grabbed a towel, without responding for once.

“Oh, and wear shorts.”

She spun around. “Is that an order, DA?”

I rolled my eyes. “A request. Please. I want to be able to watch your lovely legs all day.”

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