Play date with Amber – Part II

The shower after sex with Amber

Then, as her naked body walked past my head at the end of the couch, she asked, “Aren’t you gonna shower? You got all sweaty too.”
“Yeah,” I replied. “I’ll wait ‘til you’re done. You wore me out. You were right, I am relaxed now.
“Come on, we can shower together. My parent’s room has a double shower. There’s plenty of room. They won’t be home for a while still.”
“Are you sure? I mean, we just had sex. I don’t know if this is right. You’re older than I am and your brother, my best friend, is upstairs sleeping.”
“Yeah, I’m sure. Age doesn’t matter to me. Plus, Jason won’t be up until at least noon tomorrow. Come on,” She said with a smile.
“OK,” I said like I was reluctant. I actually wasn’t. I wanted to see her naked as much as I could.
I followed her up the stairs, looking up to watch her ass sway back and forth. I could hear her pussy juices squishing with each step. At the top of the stairs, Amber said, “Oops.” She looked at me and dropped her shirt on the floor. She bent over to pick it up. I, being three steps behind her, had an eye-level view of her wet pussy and ass.
Acting as if I didn’t hear her, I kept walking and placed my hand on the top of her butt with my thumb in her crack, just above her hole. “I saw this on one of those sex movies too,” I said as I rubbed her ass hole with my thumb.
“Wow. You must watch a lot of those.”
“When my parents aren’t home, I watch them.”
You can learn stuff from those movies; as you showed me on the couch. Let’s go shower,” and she walked quietly past Jason’s room, double checking to be sure he was still asleep. Amber got a couple towels out of the closet and led me by holding my hand, into her parent’s bathroom. She stepped into the shower, “Let’s go Brett. Come on in.” She started to warm the water up.
Slowly I set my clothes on the floor and stepped in. Amber started to rinse off. She looked like a goddess. The water was running down her tanned body, over her tits, down her ass and to her legs. She ran her fingers through her hair, which made her tits stick out more. I stared, again. “Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me again or are you gonna help me wash the sweat off me?”
I moved in, under the shower with her. Getting in the shower made me brush my semi-hard cock brush up against her wet ass. It was so smooth. She just looked at me and smiled. “How ‘bout you wash me and I’ll wash you?”
“OK.