<div class="floatleft">(http://www.transworldnews.com/gallery/9998/d_24529_9998_180213020833211.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://photos.zillowstatic.com/p_f/ISq90ggepwt8wp0000000000.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Kate Morgan</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264761.msg13074497#msg13074497)<br/><strong>Time / Location:</strong>Late evening - Kate's Place<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Thomas Eckhart<br/><strong>Content:</strong><em>Slippery When Wet</em>(more hanky panky in the shower!)<br/><br/><br/>Walking by the CD player, Kate pushed a button and one of her favorite Madonna songs (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFSx9fE1qJ8) began playing.  She stepped into the shower and started lathering the soap in her hands, sliding them over her arms, her breasts, and her neck.  Cleanliness was a big priority to Kate, in all areas of her life really, but especially in her professional life.  As a tattoo artist, she had to keep all of her parlors, particularly the one she built in her home, very clean and sterile.  And you would never find her home less than immaculate.  Even Tim had picked up some of her cleaning habits, and that was very unusual for a teenage boy.  So, of course she found nothing quirky about wanting to get everything clean before she was about to get them<em>dirty</em>again.<br/><br/>A wicked little grin came across her lips when she imagined just how dirty she and Tom were going to be tonight.  It had been more than three weeks since their last hook up, and she was more than ready for a night of lust, feeling the heat already churning in her belly, radiating down between her legs. Continuing downward, she washed her slightly rounded tummy, her legs and feet, her body growing more slippery and dewy from all the soap suds.  Leaning against the wall of the shower, she washed the landing strip of hair just above her sweet spot, letting her fingers linger there for a few moments, a little moan escaping her lips.<br/><br/>Nearly finished with her shower, the inked goddess stood beneath the pulsating waters with her eyes closed when suddenly she felt a warm, hard body pressing up against her backside.  She let out a breathless squeal as her eyes flew open.  It was Tom.<br/><br/>“Fuck!  You scared me!”  That was going to cost him another punishment, but she would let that be her little surprise for later on.   She then laughed and leaned back against him, reaching up with her arm to run her fingers through his hair.<br/><br/>“A little impatient are we?”  She turned to give him a soft kiss on the cheek and then placed the bar of soap in his hands.<br/><br/>“You can wash my back now.”<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>