“They were all very big and very good,” you mutter under your
breath, “and seemingly tireless.”

“Hungry?”

You shake your head. “A glass of water would be great, though.”
You gingerly untie your shoelaces and remove your shoes and socks. I go
into the kitchen and return with the water. “From the tap,” I say. “Not
too cold; don’t want your stomach to cramp, dearest.”

“Thanks for thinking of me,” you say, smiling at me. I sit on the
arm of the chair and kiss your sweaty forehead.

“I bet I taste like a salt-lick,” you grouse.

“If I smeared you with butter, I’d take you out to the movies and
eat you while I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger,” I reply, grinning.

“Nah; it’d have to be a Chow Yun-Fat flick for me to really enjoy
it,” you reply, chuckling a little.

“I got a surprise for you,” I say, kneading and massaging your
knotted shoulder muscles under my fingers. “A piping hot bubble bath
awaits you in back.”

“Ooh, that sounds wonderful,” you say, wincing under my
ministrations. “Is is real hot?”

“Real hot.” I stand and pull you to your feet. “Go soak. I’ll
be in there in a bit with more water. Or would you like iced tea?”

“Make it a Shiner Bock.” You shuck your uniform top and wipe your
sweaty chest with it. “I’m goin’ to soak.”

I go back into the kitchen and tidy up, rummaging around the
silverware drawer to find the bottle opener. I crack open a beer and take
it into the back. You’re splayed out in the bathtub when I enter, head
the only thing visible above the soapy froth. “This feels great,” you
say, arching your neck as you stretch the muscles in your body. “I’m glad
you thought of it.”

“Pshaw. I’m boiling the meat off your bones to make stock,” I
retort, handing you your beer. “Your libation, m’lord.”

“Thank you, m’lady.” You take the bottle from me and swig long
and hard, then voice your approval with a hefty burp. “Ah, the pause that
refreshes. Care to join me?”

“Bath or beer?”

“Either.”

I shake my head and perch on the toilet. “Nah; I’ll just sit here
and watch you splash around, my little ducky.”

“Quack quack,” you say, splashing the water and bubbles with your
hand, then burping again. “My musical intestines.”

“Do me a favor,” I say. “Close your eyes and soak, okay?”

You eye me suspiciously. “What are you gonna do?”

“I’m not gonna hurt you, okay? Just close your eyes. This’ll
feel really good.” I take the beer bottle from you and place it on the sink.

“Okay, but I’m warning you.” You sit back, close your eyes. “Any
funny stuff and you _don’t_ get a spanking.”

“Fresh.” I reach for my sponge glove, the one I use when I
shower. “I may not show you my new trick.”

“How’d an old bitch like you learn a new trick?”

“Hush.” I submerge my gloved hand into the semi-scalding water,
getting it wet and soapy. The bubbles are high, almost up to my elbow. I
begin to stroke your stressed body with the glove, cleaning and massaging
your skin. You glow pink and smile.

“Ah! That feels so good, sweetheart,” you whisper, a little catch
in your voice.

“How ’bout this?” I squeeze the sponge around your cock, very
gently, then slowly stroke it. The warm water swirls around your groin.
“You like that?”

“That’s…good,” you moan, your body shifting. I feel your hips
arch upwards under the water; I place the sponge against your waist and
gently push you back down. “Relax,” I say soothingly. “Lie back, okay?”

You recline against the tub; I notice that your breathing is very
irregular now. “Can I continue?” I ask.

“Please,” you say. I continue stroking, smoothing the water and
soap and sponge up and down your shaft, gently around the head, down
around your scrotum. I increase the pressure, grasping you more firmly,
speeding up a little.

“Want me to stop?” I query.

“No, please; no, don’t,” you say quickly. “Please.”

Faster, harder I go, watching the delirious, delicious expressions
cascading over your face. Your arm rises out of the bubbly water and
grasps the side of the tub. You’re breathing hard and your hips are out
of control almost, moving with the motions of my gloved hand. Even
through the thick sponge I can feel the rigid shaft throbbing under my
fingers. I myself am getting all sticky in my panties but I’m too fixated
on your cock to be distracted by it.

Suddenly your body goes rigid under the water and I feel your
penis explode in my hand. Your head arches wildly back and an erotic
groan escapes your lips. Then you relax and slide back under the water
again; your breathing deepens. I take my hand out of the water and remove
the glove. “You like?” I ask.

“Jesus,” is all you can say. I bend down and kiss you gently on
the lips. “I’m going to bed,” I say, flinging the sopping and slightly
sticky glove into the sink. “You can join me when you’re able.”

It might have been the wine. It might have been the dim
light. Or it might have just been my mood. In any case, as I
watched the movie, I gradually realized my breathing had become
shallow and I could almost feel my heart beat beneath my breast.
As the women touched each other and kissed each other and rubbed
their breasts against each other, I became aware of a part of
myself only hinted at before. I found myself wishing I was with
them. That it was my skin being stroked; my lips being kissed.

My older brother Luke has always been close to me and we
share with each other those things of our own we think the other
needs or would enjoy. Sometimes it’s eerie the way we know what
is on the other’s mind. He must have known I was going to be
alone that night because he had dropped off a VHS tape with a
note to call him in the morning to let him know my reaction.

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