Stolen Moments in the Steam: A Forbidden Shower Romance

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WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content and is intended for mature audiences only.

Samantha had at all times been attracted to Mark, her boss at the accounting firm. But she knew that getting involved with him could jeopardize her career. He was married and had kids, and the business had strict rules against employees dating their superiors.

Despite her reservations, Samantha couldn’t withstand the pull she felt towards Mark. The way he looked at her when they were in meetings, the way he brushed past her in the hallway, the way his voice would lower when they talked one-on-one – it all made her heart race and her skin tingle.

Mark seemed to feel the same way about her. He would compliment her work, ask about her life outside of the office, and even invite her to work events that weren’t mandatory.

One day, after a particularly long and stressful day at work, Mark asked Samantha if she wanted to join him for a drink at a nearby bar. She hesitated, knowing that spending time alone with him could be dangerous. But she couldn’t withstand the opportunity to get to know him better outside of work.

As they drank their beers, Mark kept his gaze steady on Samantha’s face. She could feel his eyes moving over her lips, her neck, her chest. It was as if he were undressing her with his gaze, and she felt herself growing wet with desire.

After a few drinks, Mark suggested they go back to his place to continue their conversation. Samantha knew what this meant. She knew that if she went with him, she would be crossing a line that could never be uncrossed. But she couldn’t stop herself.

When they got to Mark’s apartment, he poured them each a glass of wine and led her to the bathroom, where he said they could continue their conversation while he took a shower. Samantha felt a flush of excitement run through her body as she imagined Mark naked and wet in the shower.

She sat on the edge of the tub and listened to the sound of the water as Mark got undressed and stepped into the shower. She couldn’t help but picture him lathering soap over his muscular chest, rubbing it down his abdomen, and reaching for his cock.

As the minutes ticked by, Samantha grew bolder. She stood up and walked over to the shower curtain, pulling it back slightly so she could see Mark’s silhouette through the steam. He was facing away from her, letting the water run down his back.

She stepped into the shower behind him, letting the hot water wash over her body. Mark turned around, surprised to see her there. He didn’t say anything, but the way he looked at her – his eyes dark with desire – said everything.

Samantha reached up and ran her fingers through his wet hair, pulling him in for a kiss. Their lips met wetly, tongues sliding against each other, urgency building between them. Mark pulled back slightly, his eyes locked on hers, and said, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Samantha nodded, unable to speak. Mark stepped back, leaning against the shower wall, and motioned for her to join him. She stepped forward, feeling the heat of the water and the pressure of Mark’s body against hers.

He slid his hands down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. Samantha moaned, letting herself get lost in the feeling of his touch. He reached between her legs, slipping a finger inside her. She gasped, feeling the pleasure mount inside of her.

Mark turned her around, pressing her against the wall. He kissed her neck and trailed his lips down to her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. Samantha moaned, gripping onto his wet hair.

He moved his mouth back up to hers, kissing her deeply as he slid another finger inside of her, massaging her g-spot. She felt herself getting close to orgasm, but she wanted to hold off as long as efficient. She wanted this moment to last.

Mark pulled his fingers out of her, letting them trail down her body to the crease between her legs. He spread her open and let the water from the showerhead cascade over her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Samantha was on the edge of orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure. Mark knew just how close she was, and he whispered in her ear, “Come for me, baby.”

At his words, Samantha let herself go, crying out as she came hard, her body convulsing with pleasure. Mark held onto her tightly, the only thing keeping her from falling to the floor.

After she came down from her high, Samantha turned around to face him, pushing him against the wall. She dropped to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked him hard, using her tongue and lips to drive him wild.

Mark’s breath came in short gasps, and he grabbed onto her shoulders to steady himself. He was close to coming, but he wanted to savor the moment as long as efficient. He pulled her up to stand before him, kissing her deeply as they both came aside.

As they stood in the shower, the water cascading down around them, Mark and Samantha knew this was a moment they would never forget. It was a stolen moment, a forbidden romance, but it was one they both wanted desperately. They knew they would pay the price for it, but in this moment, they didn’t care. They were lost in the steam, in each other, in this moment of pure desire.
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