Private thoughts

I think of you when I get out of the shower, standing in front of the steamed up mirror drying myself off. I can't help but imagine you standing behind me. Hands reaching for my breasts, your body pressed against me, pushing me into the sink. I'd place my hands on the mirror to brace my body as you push me forward, watching my ass lift. Your hands on my hips as you nudge my legs apart. The mirror