She let out a small moan. “Let’s get in the shower. I want to wash and explore every part of your body,” I whispered in her ear. “That sound... so sexy, I want that so much. I thought about you a lot since last Saturday. I wanted to come here earlier but was afraid I would seem too forward. Your body is so hard and I wanted it so much. Now I want you to explore and devour me,” Karen cooed. I turned on the shower adjusting the temperature to where she liked it. I got the shampoo and conditioner. I never expected or intended to do the things that I did. Before judging me, you should realize that perhaps you too could make grievous mistakes if placed in the ‘wrong situation’, with the proper emotional state of mind. I am not proud of what I did; but this is my story nonetheless. Chapter one - the intimacy starts I was sitting at my desk when I received the call from my step-mother; my father had a stroke, was in very serious condition and was not expected to live long. Lorraine told. Her lovely voice had acquired a distinctly unpleasant shrillness and I wished that she would be quiet and let me wake up without being screamed at."Sam! Sam! Thank goodness! You were..." Unconscious? Yeah. Thanks. I got that part." I swam closer to wakefulness and examined my most recent memories for clues to my condition. "Some guy chloroformed me. I just woke up. Ugh! How long was I out?" About an hour. I was so worried. I could hear you, but you weren't thinking or even dreaming. It was just. Pushing her head away, she won’t budge. I try pulling away, but the head board stops me, my hands move from my tits to my head, to the sheets - to her head - OMG this can’t go on. Finally it is here, my head flops back on the bed, my body explodes with a massive wave of pleasure I have never experienced in all the years of my husband fucking me.Her face is soaked with my juices, coming back up, laying by my side, sharing a kiss so I can taste what I am like when I explode. We are both tired,.