Chapter 5: Hot Water

Flora locked the bedroom door, and the first thing she did was take my sweater off over my head.

"You smell like roof," she said. "Like tar and wind."

"I've been outside all afternoon."

"I like it. I'm still taking you in the shower."

She unbuttoned my jeans one button at a time, watching my face.

I stood in my own bedroom with my arms hanging, letting a woman six inches shorter than me undress me.

My jeans hit the floor.

My bra went next, then my underwear, and she looked at all of me without hurrying.

"God, you're built," Flora said. "Look at these shoulders. Look at your legs."

"I run."

"I know. I've been watching you run since I got here."

She stripped off her own overalls and her shirt, quick and unselfconscious, and stood in front of me in nothing.

She took my hand.

We walked naked down the hallway, and I felt the cool air on my skin and her warm fingers wrapped in mine.

She turned the shower on and tested the water with her palm.

Steam filled the bathroom.

Flora stepped in, pulled me in after her, and slid the glass door shut.

The water was hot and hard and soaked us both in seconds.

Flora put her hands on my face and kissed me under the spray.

Her wet breasts pressed against mine, and her nipples were tight, and every slick inch of her slid against me.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back like I was drowning.

She pushed me back until my shoulders hit the cold tile, and I gasped.

"Hold on to the soap shelf," Flora said.

"What?"

"Put your hands on the shelf, Robin. Hold on."

I gripped the metal rail with both hands.

Flora sank slowly to her knees on the shower floor with the water streaming down her back.

She looked up at me through wet lashes, and she was smiling.

"No one's done this to you for a while, have they?"

"No one has done this to me like this," I said.

"Then we'll start right."

She put her hands on the backs of my thighs and pulled my hips forward.

Then she put her mouth on me.

The first touch of her tongue made my knees go.

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