I've had sign off from my landlady so it's official. The work I need doing to the house to help with my mobility is going ahead. The Occupational Therapist (OT) from the council came round and assessed my needs and we decided that among other things, a stair lift and a wet room were needed.
It is going to mean I can get up and down the stairs by myself and will mean I can shower unaided too, but Sexy Husband (SH) has pointed out something else too.
He can piss all over me without worrying.
I've always been into water sports but it was me who introduced him to it in a Travelodge in Birmingham the second time we hooked up.
It was so fucking hot the first time, me kneeling in the bath looking up at him with my best 'I've been a bad girl' look while he hesitantly let his stream hit my tits.
For those of you who have never been peed on, it doesn't feel like you'd think. It's warm, yes, it's wet, yes, but it is also silky and slippery. When I rub it into my skin and over my nipples, it is, well, delightful in a way that has to be experienced. Of course, that it is taboo is still a massive turn on, I'm horny just remembering it.
I also remember his face as he realised he liked it. As we kissed in the shower, bodies pressed against each other, both letting go and peeing over ourselves and each other. Sliding all over each other, licking, tasting while we fucked.
So you can imagine how excited SH is at the idea of being able to just walk in and piss all over me, though I'm sure it wasn't what the OT meant when she said it would change my life.
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