As i was bench pressing he spotted me & I must say I felt a little uncomfortable with his speedos barely coving his cock just inches from my face.He t...ld me he was off to have a shower & to continue with my workout. I did a few more reps when my eyes popped wide open as my goddess walked into the gym in a smoking hot & very tiny white bikini, the top barely covered her nipples, her ample breasts handing out the sides & her bottoms were so tight they gave a clear definaition of her camel toed. He ignored her and leaned up against the wall, waiting. He heard a squeak as she turned the shower on and his mind raced with images of her body, naked, hot and wet. He tested the door, finding it unlocked, and slipped inside the bathroom. Her silhouette was framed against the cream colored shower curtain. He could hear her cursing to herself as she struggled to lift her arms over her head to shampoo her hair. He quietly peeked around the curtain, seeing her eyes closed, he quickly shed his. This is the woman he loves, not the cold, calculating, militant feminist who manipulates their intimacy to get her way. He climbs off her awkwardly and then offers her a hand to help her up, ever the gentleman. She gives him a shy kiss, a reward of affection for the victor from the vanquished and then steps gingerly back to the dining room towards the still glowing, still connected laptop. ‘Did I shut the garage when we came home?’ he asks stepping back through the kitchen the other way. He. I said PAUSE and then asked her, Tell me honestly, where your hand is right now? Im sure its not free, it is surely touching you at the special spot. Isnt it.She had grown too hot by then so she did not shy at all and shamelessly admitted that her hand was definitely pleasing herself. I asked, Is it inside your SHALWAR or you are touching it from outside. She laughed and said, Off course from outside coz I didnt want the splashingSound to be emitted but now that you know it, Ill put my hand.