He slipped off of the bed and stood before her, his hand extended to help the lady of his dreams to her feet.  His legs were still a bit weak, but he’d manage somehow to be strong enough for the both of them if needed.  As she took his hand he said “Yep, the menu says there are four kinds of cheese on the tray, so we should be able to feast well, and then maybe rest a bit before we go out tonight….if you want to that is  *giggle*.”<br/><br/>His flaccid tool swayed back and forth as they walked to the bath, and he only let go of her hand to turn and start the shower, drawing the curtain about half way so it wouldn’t make a mess when they got in.  He stepped in first and held out both hands to steady her as she too stepped over the tub’s edge and stood with him.  After he checked to se that the water was warm enough, he turned on the first of the six shower heads; it was set to a fine mist and filled the enclosure of the tub with warmth as it sprayed over both of them gently.  The second and third were set to a heavier blast of pulsing rain-like water and felt so good as they beat upon his fatigued muscles.  He worked his way around and got to the other three, on opposing sides of the enclosure, and turned them on, each set to a jet stream blast of heated fury.  As they all but knocked him off his feet he grasped her around the waist and drew himself close.  The wet flesh of her body brought a familiar reaction to his tired, but far from dead body; his lips captured hers in a tangled embrace of lips and tongue as he drew her to his reality of sexual needs, again. For even after the tumultuous passions of making love and fucking her twice, his desire was again becoming a reality, his cock grew to full size and he all but laughed at the thought.  He had not been laid for a long time, and guessed that his body wanted to make up for the loss.  He wedged it between her thighs and began to stroke the wet member in the tender inner parts of her thighs just below the tunnel of glory he already knew intimately and growled out a breathy “What have you done to me Marti? I can’t believe I’m ready to go again already.  You up for a bit of dancing in the shower doll?” as he began to do a more or less slow dance step to turn her about in the varied streams and jets of water.<br/>