Carter and Cassie walk into her bathroom.

Carter: "Are you going to take a shower with your shirt on?"

Cassie: "What?"

Carter: "I thought about taking my shirt off last night, but then I realized that would be difficult to do because of the handcuffs."

Cassie pulls her right arm out of her t-shirt. Then she pulls the t-shirt over her head and down her left arm until it's resting across the handcuffs.

Cassie(smiling): "What was so difficult about that?"

Carter: "I didn't think of doing it that way."

Carter pulls off his shirt using the same method Cassie just demonstrated. Cassie looks admiringly at his muscular arms and chest. Then she reaches behind her back with her right hand and undoes the clasp of her silk bra. She takes it off and throws it into the hamper. Next she removes her panties and tosses them into the hamper.

Carter is staring at her. His jaw is slightly agape.

Cassie: "Ahem. Pick your jaw up off the floor and drop the boxers instead."

Carter: "As you wish."

Carter pulls down his boxers and lets them fall to the floor.

Cassie(smiling): "Now it's my turn to stare."

Carter(smiling back): "Take a picture. It'll last longer."

Cassie(grinning): "Not necessary. I have a photographic memory."

Then they get into the shower. Cassie steps in first and Carter gets in behind her. In order to accommodate this position, Cassie lifts her left hand over her head and across the lower right side of her torso. She turns on the water with her right hand and picks up a sponge and a bar of soap off a shelf. She hands the sponge and soap to Carter.

Cassie: "Can you scrub my back for me?"

Carter: "As you wish."

Carter reaches in front of Cassie and puts the sponge--which is in his left hand--and the soap--which is in his shackled right hand--under the shower spray. She can feel his chest pressed against her back. He rubs the soap onto the sponge working up a good lather.

Once the sponge is sufficiently soapy, he begins to scrub Cassie's back.

After he finishes scrubbing her back, he washes the back of her neck. Then he starts to move further down her body.

Cassie: "I just asked you to scrub my back."

Carter: "Do you want me to stop?"

Cassie: "No."

Carter continues to travel down her body with the sponge. First he polishes her tight butt. Next he washes her the back of her thighs and her calves. Then he rubs the sponge in between her thighs and over her nether regions. Cassie gasps in surprise. Carter stops.

Cassie: "Don't stop. Do that again."

Carter: "As you wish."

Carter strokes the sponge back and forth a few times in the same area as before. This elicits a moan of pleasure from Cassie.

Carter stands up and Cassie turns around so that she's facing him. As the shower's spray hits her on the back, she puts her right hand on the back of his neck and kisses him on the mouth. He parts his lips as she pushes her tongue into his mouth massaging his tongue.

Then Carter lathers up the sponge again and begins to cleanse the front of her body. He starts by washing her arms and shoulders. Next he washes the front of her neck and her upper chest. Then he gently scrubs her firm breasts, paying special attention to her erect nipples.

Slowly he works his way down her svelte torso and buffs her taut abdomen with the sponge. Next he scrubs her hips and her smooth legs. Finally, he washes her feet.

Cassie turns around to face the showerhead, allowing it to rinse all of the soap off her body. Then she shampoos her hair.