Adaline stepped into the steamy shower, the hot water cascading down her body like a thousand tiny massaging fingers. She reached for the soap, her mind wandering to the conversation she'd had with Astrid the night before. They had been discussing their deepest desires, a topic that had led to an unexpected revelation: they shared a fantasy about blindfolded encounters.
As the water streamed over her face, she closed her eyes, imagining Astrid's hands on her, the thrill of being guided by touch alone. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear the shower curtain draw back.
"Didn't expect me to join you?" Astrid's voice was a low purr, her presence a sudden, exhilarating surprise.
Adaline's eyes flew open, meeting Astrid's confident gaze. "I—I thought you were still working," she stammered, her heart racing with the thrill of Astrid's unexpected arrival.
Astrid stepped into the shower, droplets clinging to her curves. "I decided to take a break," she said, her eyes locked onto Adaline's. "And I found this," she added, holding up a silk blindfold.
Adaline's breath caught in her throat, her body responding instantly to the sight of the blindfold and the promise of what it represented. "Astrid, I—"
"Shh," Astrid cut her off, pressing a finger to Adaline's lips. "Let me take the lead."
With a nod, Adaline allowed herself to be turned around, the water hitting her back as Astrid secured the blindfold over her eyes. The world plunged into darkness, heightening her other senses. She could smell the floral scent of their shower gel, feel the warmth of Astrid's body close to hers.
"Can you feel that?" Astrid's voice was close to her ear, sending shivers down Adaline's spine as her hand traced a path down Adaline's stomach.
"Yes," Adaline whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water.
"Good," Astrid replied, her hand moving lower, her fingers deftly parting Adaline's folds. "I want you to feel everything."
Adaline moaned, her hips bucking towards Astrid's touch. "Please," she begged, not sure what she was asking for, only knowing that she needed more.
Astrid's other hand gripped Adaline's hip, steadying her. "I've got you," she assured, her fingers working in a rhythm that matched the pounding of Adaline's heart.
The water seemed to pulse around them, a sensual backdrop to the exquisite torture of Astrid's touch. Adaline could feel her climax building, each stroke of Astrid's fingers pushing her closer to the edge.
"Astrid, I'm—" she gasped, but her words were cut off by a powerful orgasm that ripped through her, leaving her trembling and boneless in Astrid's arms.
As the waves of pleasure subsided, Astrid gently removed the blindfold. Adaline blinked against the light, her vision filled with the sight of Astrid's flushed face.
"That was... incredible," Adaline murmured, her voice filled with awe and gratitude.
Astrid smiled, a look of satisfaction in her eyes. "We've only just begun," she said, her tone leaving no doubt that there were more shared fantasies to explore.
Adaline reached for Astrid, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. The water continued to fall around them, a warm embrace that seemed to celebrate their connection, their discovery of shared desires, and the promise of many more adventures to come.
