Wholesome Succubus (X Reader)

Chapter 30 - Washy

(FN) was stunned. His heart jumping into his throat and he started to nearly sweat. Who sweats in the shower? He is. His girlfriend's mother just barged in and joined him in the shower. No invite or even a heads up. What was this all about?

He stood there as he felt Anka's hands start on his shoulders. His Maltese Falcon down there giving the military salute. Hoping that Anka wouldn't notice. Her hands were smooth. Although, she had quite the grip. She is stronger than she looks.

"Calm yourself boy. It is just bathing." Said Anka.

"I only showered with one woman. It was an old girlfriend I had for years. Long time ago so it seems." He retorted.

"But I am not your lover. I am her mother. Making sure there is washy for bed provided. And my daughter knows you go washy those underarms, hotdog, and beans." Anka said firmly is her husky Russian accent.

"My what?" He thought about that for a moment while trying not to turn around. It was awkward having a conversation with someone while they are turned away. He finally got what she was referring to. Although the term 'hotdog and beans' were given a new meaning. One he would never forget. 'I mean, I wash there. Obviously I do."

"A man should really look at a woman when he is talking to her." Anka boomed.

"Is it necessary? I shouldn't be seeing you, ya know-"

"I see you boy. I know what you are working with. Do not have grooming and size be problem." Insisted Anka. "And besides," She took a breath. "I imagine your eyes will be up. We are the same height without my shoes Dear."

As if that was really the problem. It was more of girlfriend's mother. Then just the fact of another woman. With giant, busty curves. Along with he and his lover never getting in the shower together and in the early stages of their romance life. "Is this a test?"

"If you smelled or did not wash or groom properly, the answer is no. But you work hard and need your back scrubbed to relax. You are not relaxed I cannot help you."

"How can I relax about, this?" He asked calmly.

"You turn around and fight your fear head on. Don't have the relationships with others get in your way. You are a young man. Act like it."

"Fine." (FN) stepped forward. Then closed his eyes and turned around. Moving his head up before opening his eyes. He could see the eyes and head of Anka. "Better?"

"What are you afraid of Dear? My daughters will not hear a word of this and neither will my husband. He and I are in a, how do you say? Swing? Open?" Anka was trying to get her words together.

"Thank you for the wash." Said (FN) firmly as he tried to calm himself down. 

"I am not finished. Now turn around." Anka whirled her hand signaling for (FN) to get his back turned to her. She was still in total control. 

"Yes ma'am." He did so. Sighing in relief. He has been keeping his cool the best way he could. Glad that she didn't stare at him. Knowing she took a pretty good glance top to bottom and everything in between, but happy the contact was only her hands. 

"Yes indeed. Especially since there is another man in this house that doesn't know how grand he is. Handsome, strong, slowly building confidence, works hard, and one day might bring a grandchild." 

"Let's not talk about that right now. Shall we?" Smirked (FN).

"Too much pressure?" Anka hugged him from behind.

"Oh God!" He felt that the hug was too bare and too soft. 

"Now-now. Finish the water. You will make a good boyfriend for Jenna. If you have any questions about women you come straight to me. Understood?" Anka stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. "That could include a lesson plan. But no paperwork. I am good at it but I hate it." She grabbed another towel for her hair and under the towel was a pack of cigarettes. Inside of it she grabbed one and took out a lighter she had inside the pack. Lighting it and taking a drag. "I will be turning in for the night. Remember what is on the table for you Darling. I can provide a cigarette after sex as well." Closing the door behind her and she was gone.

(FN) sighed and put his face in his hands. Jesus Christ!

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It was going to be difficult to keep that night behind him. From having a shower with his landlord and girlfriend's mother to the thought of having sex with Jenna and having a cigarette after. After work the next day he found himself getting out of the work truck the same time as his boss and father of his girlfriend Brendan. He found himself being less responsive verbally. For better or for worse.

"Boyo the shower is yours first. I'll be talking to me wife for a bit before fixing a plate." Said Brendan. 

"Thank you Sir. Will do." (FN) nodded and exited the truck. Grabbing his bag and heading inside to wash up first. I haven't heard from Jenna in hours. I wonder how things are going with her. She's been acting distant. Did Anka tell her what the hell happened last night? I sure as hell hope not. I didn't even look. 

As he entered the home he happened to find her. Her hair in a ponytail and in an apron over a low cut shirt and yoga pants. Maybe her being quiet was for a surprise. Her cooking dinner. "Hey Honey. Welcome home." She greeted him with a warm smile.

"Hey Jenna." Smiled (FN) as he was checking her out. "How's things?"

"How do you like your steak Babe? I'll wait for you to wash up."

"Medium. And I'll hurry it up." (FN) went straight to his bedroom to grab a towel and a fresh set of clothes for dinner.  His girlfriend is surprising him with a steak and maybe something afterwards. Wanting to get at the table as soon as possible. 

Jenna watched him get into his nightly routine as she seasoned the meat. Thinking about the smile on his face. Knowing that he was eyeing her down which she appreciated. Always wanting to dress and impress. Especially when she was out of her scrubs. 

I know where you were looking Darling. Question is, if you know what's underneath my clothes. That's supposed to be a surprise since I am learning how to approach this. It is a confidence and comfort thing for me. As for you, I take it you need more reps. Something tells me it will be under 30 seconds, but we can practice a lot. Drink your water Baby. And some pineapple juice. 

Anka entered the kitchen. "Hi Dear. Does he know?"

"He wants it medium." Smirked Jenna.

"No, the teddy." Anka shook her head.

"It's not uncomfortable thankfully. But wear it now and not change into it later?" Asked Jenna to her mother.

"It makes you feel more sexy. Gets you pent up. A little frustrated. Then you take it out on the man that needs a little work. To hope he has the energy that's what the steak and potatoes are for." Anka giggled.

"Mama..." Jenna blushed.

"Oh Jenna. Even though you are a registered nurse you have still maintained being so cute and adorable." Anka walked out of the kitchen with a smirk. Her daughter had to learn sometime. Especially since she wanted to be a wife and settle down much sooner than her other daughter Nessa.

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Good luck guy.

-Relly