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This excellent short story from Vanessa de Sade has little of something for everyone - from voyeurism to same-sex fantasies and more. In it, we meet Brian and Angie, who have a happy, healthy sex life. When Brian notices another guy looking at him in the changing room and tells Angie about it, she spots an opportunity to explore new ground...

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	10 août 2017
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781785387524
Langue	English

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The Shower Game
An Erotic Short Story
Vanessa de Sade

First published in 2017 by
House of Erotica
www.houseoferoticabooks.com
Digital edition converted and distributed by
Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
© Copyright 2017 Vanessa de Sade
The right of Vanessa de Sade to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1998.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. Any person who does so may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Chapter 1
Brian was lying on the bunk, naked and almost erect, when Angie came in, a towel wound tightly around her still-damp hair.
“My, somebody’s an eager beaver,” she said, laughing, shaking her deep brown tresses loose and putting the towel neatly on the rail to dry for the morning. “What’s got you so bright-eyed and bushy-tailed?”
Brian grinned, watching his own cock harden. “Oh, I’ve just been lying here and thinking about you all wet and naked in the midst of all that pulchritude over there in the showers.”
“Naughty boy,” Angie smiled back, slipping off her robe and hanging it outside the tiny wardrobe to dry, her body white in its nakedness, the skin gleaming and her hair pungent with the scent of fresh shampoo.
Brian gasped, his cock virtually bobbing with excitement. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he whispered as Angie lay down beside him and gave his prick a little exploratory squeeze, “I love it when you just step out of your dressing gown like that, I just want to throw you down on the floor and fuck you every time you do it!”
Angie smiled again and kissed him perfunctorily on the lips, one hand still on his cock. “Will I go first?”
“No, let me,” he whispered, tracing his finger around her big breasts and making the nipples pucker up and go rubbery, the way that he knew that she liked.
“Alright, but you know the rules, kiss me first and tell me that you love me...”
Brian nodded. “I love you,” he said quietly, taking her into his arms and kissing her softly but firmly, his big cock pushing against the tender swansdown of her thighs. “You, and only you, for ever and ever, amen.”
“Then tell me your story,” Angie replied, feeling under her pillow for her vibrator and parting her legs to let him see.
***
“It was quiet in there tonight, very quiet,” he began, “and at first I thought that I was too late and there’d be nobody there at all. But then, just when I thought that it was all over, this guy came in. An older man, late fifties, early sixties, but very fit. A hiker, I think, by his tan marks. His top half and legs were burnt a dark mahogany, but there was a white strip round his middle where his shorts would have been. And great hair, long and sliver-white like a Red Indian’s and worn in a tight pony tail...”
“Same colour round his cock?”
“No, he was still dark there, but the hair on his chest was white as snow. As was the stuff his legs and arms, bleached by the sun, maybe, but his bush was jet black and lush and thick...”
“Thicker than yours?”
“Yes, much thicker, like an animal pelt. He reminded me of my mother’s old fur coat. Musquash, I think that was...”
“I like this man already. Did you see him undress?”
“No, he must have changed in that corner behind the lockers, I didn’t see him until he walked into the showers, and, of course, he was already naked by then. But what a body...”
Angie made a little sound and turned the speed on her vibrator up half a notch.

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