"Hi all! *she smiles closing her eyes at the same time* Ami Kintaro here... you know that recent creation of Jason's..." started Ami in introduction to be interrupted with, "Eldrick's..." by a person in another room. She continues," Ah... thanks Eldrick..." in softer words... meant to not be carried to be next room," love you..." she sighs and continues just as softly... but with a big grin," well anyway... in the following pages you readers will get a treat... as will I *wink* in the form of hot wonderful sex," she finishes... smoothing the towel to her 38-22-34 figure... red black hair framing a face written over with lust and need. She bites her lip lightly... and sighs longingly. A large shadow appears... seemingly behind you... though when you look you still don't see who is there. "Stop looking for me... only my shadow exists... anyway I'm Eldrick's Ego, and I do now state that I will have no part in this. Adios all." The shadow vanishes. Ami smiles. "Wonderful," she adds, "No interruptions by Ego!" Ami winks. Our story truly begins. . . Chapter One She turns and walks away... still wearing her towel... walking sexily... seemingly without knowing she is... hair swishing back and forth. "The shower ready?" she asked a very tan man... with long brown hair for a guy... looks a bit large in the waist category (BWH"L" are 46-[48-52]-42-"to be revealed later... not")... and as he looks over at Ami you see dark brown eyes... and a mustache and beard... the beard has no presence on the front of the face... odd. "Yes.. I'm done. Shower's all yours... adjust the water temp as needed. I'll be at the computer," he waves... trying to not look at her as he leaves. "Yay!" she says as she sheds the towel, before he's even left the room... which prompts him to glance over at the sudden movement... and then blushing he looks away quickly... and hurries out of the room. She noticed the look, and smiled... but when he turned and left she sighed sadly and turned to the sink to get a comb. She finds the one she wants and turns the hot water up a little higher which fills the room with steam. Ami then sets the opacity dial on the shower stall to clear while watching the door grinning and hoping the door was left cracked on sordid purpose. She then hops into the shower, but not before grabbing the wide handled brush by the sink with a smile of pure mischief dancing on her lips. "Oh.... ahhhhhh! Such wonderfully hot water... oh yeahhh." she arches her back into the spray. She then begins to earnestly wash her hair... rubbing the extra lather all over herself rather than use soap. After a minute, she opens one eye and makes a quick glance towards the door... able to see it because the temp without and the temp within are the same. Still cracked... no shadows beyond... she pauses sadly and says quietly knowing the spray muffles every word, "He better show up to watch... or... I'll just have to attack him." Her face reddens slightly... obviously thinking ahead. Her hand finds itself holding the brush... she looks at it as she rinses the last of the shampoo out of her hair... and off of herself. Her breathing quickens as she draws the handle along her stomach sliding it down... till she can wait no longer and applies it to her need, "OOooooOOoH! Oh oh AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A failing hand turns the water off... and then joins the other to help... Meanwhile... "Hmm... I heard her shout... I wonder if she's okay. Ego... could you go check on her... I don't have the self control to look myself." He waits with no answer, "Ego? Hmm... he must have gone out for ice cream or something... how can he eat so much and not get bigger. I just don't know..." his pulse races, and he gulps once, "I'll just have to look at her myself... look in on her is what I meant... yeah. Damn slip of the tongue... argh! Let me just go see if she's okay..." He gets up from the computer... the screen and keyboard hover back where they were. Near the door... "Okay... calm down... just look in and see if she's okay... get a hold of yourself... you can do this..." he moves to look in... He blinks before he can see in, "Argh dirty mind... shape up!" He gulps once and looks through the cracked door on the scene within. He notices her on the floor in the stall, and is about to go in when he sees what she is doing. "Can't she control herself at all. Everytime I turn around she's playing with herself." He closes his eyes and shakes his head... then opens them again, and continues staring in through the door. "Why... am I still watching... Eldrick... on the count of three stop watching..." She moans loudly and picks up the pace, other hand on the soap dish... white knuckled... she seems to not have noticed him... or at least he hasn't noticed the smile curl on her lips just now. Sliding in and out she moans again other hand coming back down and stimulating her clitoris like her life depended on it. He gulps, "What was I doing... oh right... about to count down and stop watching... yeah... 3... 2..." as he says one her back arches and she raises her one leg up to get it out of the way. Her feverish pace increasing she moans loudly, "OH GOD YES!! OH YES YES YES!!!!" hands almost not able to continue their efforts. Eldrick's hand is firmly wrapped around the door knob... his breath ragged... he tries to resume the count... but continues the wrong way," 2... 3... 4... 5... 6..." unconsciously counting her thrusts with the brush. He has accidentally pushed the door a little more open... and she can see his face... the lust and want plain... it sets off the flames within her... and she climaxes hands fling up and latch onto the faucet knobs... screaming her finality brush bobbing under control of her orgasmic contractions... her arm muscles clench dragging her almost to her feet... and one hand palms the stall door open... some water rushes onto the floor... not reaching her towel. The brush slides out and another undulation hits and she "falls" out of the stall onto her hands... screaming louder than before... she settles to the floor and a hand reaches under her and back. The door is nearly open but Eldrick can't see that fact... he only has eyes on the form before him writhing on the floor as her hand has found purchase in her vagina and is working madly on achieving her another climax. Lips and voice form, "Eldrick... come to me... please" and she looks straight at him. Their eyes lock... and then Eldrick blinks, and scrambles to his feet... and to her sudden horror... runs away towards his room. Suddenly sober... if hardly able to walk she grabs her towel and rushes from the room. Eldrick is outside and a few feet beyond the stairwell on this floor. He is shivering and clutching the robe about himself... obviously trying to calm down as best he can... and not succeeding to judge by his ragged breathing. He is staring at the door to his room... but seems unable to go in. She grabs the stair railing with her right hand to steady herself. "Eldrick..." she says softly and reaches towards him some 15 feet beyond her reach. He looks up and over... sees her, and pales... torn between rushing into his room and going to her right then. Obviously trying to purge the thought he grabs onto his ears and takes one step towards his room. "NO!!!!" she cries sobbing, and tries to run to him... only to catch a corner of the towel as it flings forward... she trips and starts falling backwards towards the stairs. Eldrick without thinking rushes and grabs her as she is about to tumble backwards down the stairs. They stand there for a minute in an embrace borne of worry on Eldrick's part of losing her to the stairs and to death itself. She recovers over the fact she almost died as a tear falls on her breast. She looks down at it and up at his face... eyes clenched... still probably going over her tumbling down the stairs and breaking her neck and landing in a heap on the floor below. "Eldrick, I..." He looks down at her as she speaks... and seems about to let her go. She grabs onto him crying herself, "No... don't let me go... don't ever let me go again. I love you and I won't let you go." "Ami I..." "Take me... take me now. If you never touch me again... just... take me..." she looks up at him then worried for how he will react. He then smiles... like a great big wall fell in his mind, "Yes." He picks her up into his arms. She cries with joy and hugs his neck... towel draped down his back. They pass into his room, and onward to his bed. Anticipation paints her face as she tosses the towel down onto the bed and arranges it... before he sets her down on it. He then reaches to undo his robe... but can't as she busies herself with the task. The robe belt falls away and to the floor, and she smiles up at him as she parts the robe... and pulls it off his shoulders. It too falls to the floor. She smiles ... the want plain as she stares hungrily into his crotch, and what is present there. She lays back and simply says, "Now..." He leans forward, and slides in, hands clasping hers as he leans further forward... and further in. She gasps, and a single tear slides down her cheek as he pulls out a bit and then returns. Gently in and out he continues, both nearly unable to think straight as the sensations reach their minds. Slowly tenderly he increases the rhythm, and puts the last inch in... She stares up and into his eyes... and then kisses him as he gets closer. Tongues tangle, and the pace picks up as both are closing in on the goal. Arms encircle bodies, and the action intensifies. Then suddenly both cry out... orgasm attained. He tries to continue... and she says, "It's okay... that's enough" in a lull between spasms. He nods, and carefully, slowly retreats his length out. She sighs happily, and looks over at him as he lays down next to her higher up on the bed. He holds his arm out and she pulls herself further up the bed. They embrace... holding each other till they fall asleep. The End.
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