Sarah asked for a ride home from school. As a policy, I never, ever, drive a student home! Even though I knew Sarah intimately…. The risk of the rumors that I was driving a student home was just too risky to my job. It was late and the only person left in the school was the janitor and he was in the basement drunk as usual. I relented. I told her to call her mom to let her know she was heading home. I had to make a stop as I had a meeting later that evening. I told her to make herself comfortable and I would be out of the shower in 5 minutes.

I stripped off my suit and hit my custom made “man shower.” It’s the size of a large (not large women LOL) women’s walk-in closet. It has the large overhead Amazon Rain Forest shower head. Massaging body sprays from three walls. A douche head in place of the handheld, steam system as well as a fold down teak seat from the center wall for soaking up the heat and steam. I also had a European style “on demand” hot water system so I would never run out of water.

I also had installed the Japanese toilet seat that washes both your bum and if you’re a women, it does both ends. A jet of warm water shoots out and tries to give you a prostate massage! I find it hard to leave the seat!!! It has a small tank of hot water which goes cold fast. I think that was the designer’s way of getting you off to work. Then a jet of hot air (like a hair dryer) dries up the water. Oh… the seat is heated and for you ladies, the seat automatically drops. I do like the bidet jet as it hits right behind my balls!

God, just thinking about my shower makes my nipple hard! I could type with them LOL. “Hunt and Peck.” That’s typing with two fingers you illiterate perverts! Sounds like a fun sex game. Back to the story.

I’m soaking and losing track of time. I was excessively hand washing my 5.75-inch Bonner from knowing Sarah was in the house. My eyes were rolled up in my head, I was losing the “edging” battle and suddenly, a cold blast of cold air interrupts my lust. There stood Sarah “starkers” with her prick hard enough to punch a hole in the shower wall. She said: “I was wondering what was taking you so long. Now I see.” She jumped into the shower and squealed as the water was very hot and her cock instantly deflated.

I dialed the water down and lifted her up to give her a long toungy kiss. Her hard-on popped back up and was sticking in my belly button. She looked about and WOWed the shower room. She had only been to my place a few times but never seen the shower. We almost always meet for sex at her parents’ home. (see Incidents stories). She took the douche handle from its holder and gave me a quizzical look. I had to explain it function which she understood very quickly as she had been using the old fashion red rubber bag for years. The only draw back with the “power washer” is that you can’t do a beer enema. She told me to turn it on and she developed nipple erections. She aimed it on target, and as the jet hit her rosebud, she shuddered. She did not need a lubricant as the nozzle slid right in. She started to expand as the water moved up her bum. I told her the trick is using the button to regulate the flow and pulse rate! The wand has a slight curve to it and with practice, it hits the prostate.