Adorned in black lace and satin she waits, but the warm sensations start to rise from where the curves meet her ivory thighs. 

She rises and wonders to where he stands, the steam surrounds her as the satin and lace fall where it may land. 

Cascading water dribbles over his tight and captivating body, she eases in behind while the warm water stirs the unavoidable 

Turning looking eye to eye he sees, her aroused state. He falls to his knees

Taking her as water falls, passion fills those dew stained walls