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even swiped the fog from the door in the hopes he would appear. But, of course, he didn't. He'd rushed to the office as soon as they'd arrived, leaving her to fend for herself.
    Kelly shook the pitiful thoughts away and started playing with the knobs. The nozzles came to life, shooting steaming spray onto her. She discovered that another knob set them moving up and down the length her body, giving her a mini-massage. "Mmmm," she sighed. That felt great, especially after three long days on a motorcycle.
    She closed her eyes and tipped her head back into the spray, rinsing the conditioner from her long hair while the jets worked her muscles loose. The steam made it impossible to see where the jets were coming from, so when a random stream of water hit one of her nipples, she jumped. Instead of being painful, it had actually felt quite nice, so she moved back to the same spot and let it work its way up and down her breast. She sucked in her breath at the sensation of water pulsing against one of her most sensitive spots.  
    This got her wondering what that pulse would feel like on her most sensitive spot, so she twisted her hips around until water was pounding up and down between her legs. Surprised by the direct pressure, which was a little painful, she gasped and pulled away, easing herself back around until the stream was massaging just to the side of her nub. It felt almost like Rick's tongue against her, working up and down.
    The thought of Rick lapping at her brought a groan to her lips. She could almost see the top of his head moving between her legs, could see her fingers tangling themselves in his thick, dark hair. Her hips bucked forward into the jet as she imagined his tongue slipping inside her, his hands moving coarsely along the rest of her body.  
    When she was with Rick, she felt warm and safe, just as she felt in this shower. The air was thick with steam, forcing her to take short breaths. When the jet of water made direct contact with her clit, she shouted in surprise and pleasure, and planted a hand on the wall to steady herself, hitting yet another button.
    Several steaming jets shot up from the floor, one directly between her legs. She cried out again and was overcome by sensation. Her mind went blank as stream upon stream of water pelted and pulsed against her most tender parts. She did her best to brace herself as her legs spread apart as if they had a will of their own. Streams of water moved across her body randomly. The jet from the wall continued to massage the front of her throbbing pussy as two tightly spaced jets from the floor pounded her clit and, a little farther back, her tight opening.  
    The pressure there reminded her of Rick's tender explorations. Suddenly she felt his finger entering her, a little at a time, while he massaged her pussy and nibbled on her breasts. The pressure inside of her was building as quickly as her love for Rick. Her world exploded in steamy blasts of light.  
    Spent and overly sensitive after a mind-blowing climax, Kelly shut off the jets and remained under the steaming spray for a few moments as she regained her senses. Her listless hand finally reached out and shut that off as well.  
    She wrapped an oversized cotton towel around her and padded into the bedroom to lie on the massive bed. The air cooled her heated skin, but her heart continued to thump. The little voice in her head was back, and it was telling her that her affair with Rick would end up just like that shower. Hot and heavy and thoroughly enjoyable, but her world would shatter in the end.

Chapter Seven

    In the bathroom's many drawers, Kelly found more make-up and skin care products than she could ever use in a lifetime. She didn't even know what some of them were used for. Obviously leftover from his ex-wife . Not wanting to dip into the other woman's personal products, she settled for some moisturizing sunblock and a little smoothing lotion for her hair. She shot her hair mostly dry with a