The Weekend Pt 5

Feeling groggy, Rachel yawned as she opened her eyes. She wasn’t sure what time it was or how long she had been asleep for. All she knew was Tristan had fucked her 3 more times before they both passed out.

Sitting up in the bed, Rachel saw Tristen sleeping beside her. He was breathing in and out softly as he regained his energy from the intense sex the two of them had shared in the last couple hours before they fell asleep.

Rachel looked around the room, trying to find a clock or anything. On the night side table on Tristan’s side of the bed, Rachel noticed a glowing alarm clock. She read 2:49 AM. She wasn’t sure what time they actually both fell asleep, but now that she was awake, she realized how badly she needed to relieve herself and even though all her muscles, especially the ones between her legs were aching more than they ever had in her whole life, the need to pee was worse.

Climbing out of the comfortable bed, Rachel looked around the room and all the shut doors in an attempt to figure out where the bathroom might be. She first stumbled upon a large walk-in closet where she found 2 black silk robes hanging. One, a lot larger than the other. Taking the smaller one off the hook, she read the label and was able to come to the conclusion that it had been purchased for her for her stay this weekend as it was from Victoria’s Secret.

The door beside the closet was for a large ensuite bathroom. Rachel sighed in relief as she ran to use the toilet.

While she was washing her hands, she decided she would take a hot shower to help her sore muscles so she’d be ready for Tristan as soon as he woke up.

It took her a second to figure out the shower as there were 5 different faucets for different temperatures, pressures and shower heads but finally she got warm water following from the overhead shower head.

Undoing the silk robe, Rachel dropped it to her feet, then stepped under the warm inside the large shower stall. She took a few minutes to just stand there and enjoy the warmth of the water running down her body. She loved the feeling of the hot water hitting her body, warming her up.

Looking around the stall, she noticed a built-in stone bench where many different shower products sat. Picking up each one, she read them all until she found a body wash and a bottle of shampoo. It was clear from the brands and scents that this was another item Tristan had purchased for her as well.

As she washed her hair, the hot water began to soothe all her aching muscles and even after the shampoo had completely rinsed out of her hair, she remained in the shower stall, not moving, almost as if the warm water had put her into a trance.

The sound of the shower door opening pulled her back to reality and she looked to see Tristan was coming in, joining her in the large stall.

Putting his hands on her waist, he pulled her close to him. Rachel noticed he was already hard, his cock pressing into her belly as he drew her into him. In the two years she had been working as an escort, she had never showered with any of her clients. She never even had the option of a shower. Usually leaving straight after sex or first thing in the morning and racing to the small shower in her own apartment. It felt nice to be able to clean herself right away after waking up, and even nicer having Tristan’s strong arms wrap around her.

“How are you feeling?” he asked her.

“Better now,” she told him. “I was sore but the shower helped.”

Leaning his head down, he placed his lips softly onto hers, kissing her. Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his body closer to hers, feeling his huge cock press harder into her. Their kiss deepened as they held each other, the water from the shower head dripping down their bodies.

“I hope it’s okay that I got up and took a shower,” Rachel said to him, after their long kiss.

Tristan smiled down at her. “I told you, I want you to make yourself at home here. If you need to take a shower, take a shower, if you are hungry, help yourself to anything in the kitchen, or order room service. Please don’t feel like I am controlling every move you make.”

Rachel smiled. This was something else clients never offered to her. The right to make her own choices in the time she was with them. She assumed Tristan had things planned for the two of them that she would have to participate in. However, just the fact alone that she could use the bathroom, take a shower, or eat whenever she wanted was a huge deal.

“What is on the agenda for today?” Rachel asked him. “Are we staying in again?”

“I have some reservations for dinner we could attend. Or if you would like, we can stay in. I mean, we got an early start yesterday and it’s only 3 AM, so we have some time to make changes or cancel. I wouldn’t mind taking you out for the evening,” he said.

“If we are already up,” Rachel said, “do you really think we are going to last all day and night to go out anywhere?”

A devilish grin formed on Tristan’s face. “Maybe I’ll have to tire you out again,” he suggested, running his hands up and down her wet body. “We’ll go back to sleep and wake up at a more reasonable hour.”

Flipping her, Tristan turned Rachel’s body so her back was against him. He moved her wet hair to the side and began kissing up and down her neck. Rachel ground her ass into him and craned her neck to the side, allowing him to kiss her.

Despite the slickness of their bodies, Tristan held her tight, not letting her slip out of his grasp and moved one of his hands to her front where he began pinching one of her hardened nipples.

“Oh God,” Rachel moaned, feeling the sensations all over her body and beginning to feel the heat between her legs. Reaching forward, she placed her hand against the tile wall to support herself as she stood there writhing from his touch. All she wanted was his hands on her again and his cock inside her.

The hand that was on her breast moved down between her legs and he began rubbing his thumb against her clit causing a cry from Rachel’s lips. “Oh fuck,” she cried.

“Do you like that?” he asked her.

She bit her lip and nodded once. He continued kissing her neck as he rubbed her harder and faster. Rachel was barely able to keep herself standing on the wet shower floor and was thankful to have Tristan’s strong arms holding her as he got her closer and closer to exploding.

“Are you going to cum just from me touching you?” he asked her, continuing to work his thumb on the hard nub of her clit.

“Yes,” she breathed out.

“Good,” he said into her neck. “Cum for me.’

And she did. Feeling his lips and tongue on her neck and his fingers playing with her clit, Rachel came hard and felt herself fall into Tristan.

Tristan gave her a few moments to come down from the high of an orgasim before he ordered her. “Bend over, put your hands on the bench.”

Rachel did what she was told, putting her hands flat on the bench and pushing her ass out to Tristan. Looking back, she saw him admiring it, running his hands up and down her cheeks, between them and down to her pussy where he felt the wetness from her first orgasim.

“You ever been fucked in the shower?” Tristan asked her.

An ex-boyfriend and her tried to have shower sex once, but it was in a shower that was a fraction of the size of this one. “No,” she answered.

“Good,” Tristan said, as he thrusted himself deep into her.

Rachel moaned loudly as Tristan fucked her hard from behind. Her legs began shaking as he pounded deep into her and she was worried she was going to slip but Tristan held her up so she was secure.

“You like that?” he asked her.

She nodded and groaned out a yes.

“Any of the old men you see fuck you like this?” he asked through his teeth as he rammed himself in and out of her.

Rachel cried out. At this angle he was able to go so much deeper and his length was almost painful inside her.

She was going to cum soon. She could feel her body tensing up and she was struggling hard to stay up even with Tristan holding her waist.

Tristan could feel it too as he pulled her ass closer up against his cock. “I can feel you getting nice and tight, baby. Your cunt doesn’t want to let go of me.”

Rachel bit her lip as Tristan delivered his last few thrusts into her and then opened her mouth and cried out loudly as she came. Tristan followed after her shortly, shooting his load inside her.

After her orgasim, Rachel was so weak, she nearly fell onto the floor of the shower stall, had it not been for Tristan’s strong arms catching her and holding her. He picked her up and turned her around to face him, then gently placed her sitting on the bench of the shower. The cool tiles felt soothing after the heat from the hot water and the sex.

Tristan leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.

“How was your first time having sex in the shower?”

“Amazing,” she answered him.

“So,” he asked her, standing up straight, “did that wear you out? Need to go back to bed for another few hours before we continue on with the weekend?”

Rachel grinned up at him. “I’m ready to go back to bed. But not to sleep.”