He released her and she dropped back to her stomach. He climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom. He disposed of the condom and took a hand towel from the rack. He ran the water until it was hot, and then soaked the towel. There were little bottles of shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and lotion on the sink. He squirted some body wash onto the hot towel, and grabbed the lotion and a bath towel. He came back into the room. She was still face down on the bed.
He sat next to her and slowly washed her back. He wiped one shoulder blade clean and then toweled it dry. He moved to the other and repeated the steps. Little by little, he washed her back and her ass and her legs. Then he slapped her ass—it was impossible to resist—and said, "Flip over."
He went back to the bathroom and rinsed the hand towel. He squirted on more body wash and returned to wash and dry the rest of her body. Her breasts, neck, arms, stomach, crotch, legs, and feet. Her eyes were closed the whole time. She was so beautiful. He worked slowly, carefully, and respectfully. When he had finished, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her feet into his lap. He rubbed lotion into his hands and then massaged her feet. He pressed deeply into the bottoms, but caressed gently over the tops. He watched her face. She was smiling.
"You are so beautiful," he told her. She did not respond. He thought she might be drifting off to sleep. "Would you like me to lotion anywhere else?" he asked.
"No, thank you," she replied, not opening her eyes.
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Regrets
RomanceBored and beautiful, Jeannie is trapped at her high school reunion. Desperate for attention and validation her husband won't give, she submits to the advances of a stranger. She soon faces a choice with no good options. This short erotic novella exp...
