(This is the third installment of this story about neighbors. There will be some BDSM elements in the story, but it's not going to be a full story about that dynamic. Folks who know me know that I have never claimed to know much about the lifestyle. I do like adding bits in what I write because that is what I am interested in. Please enjoy this story. If you haven't read the first two chapters, you may get a little lost.)
Spending time in the shower with her is a real treat because it is a chance to tease each other more. Before my neighbor and I became FWB's, my wife would indulge my tendencies occasionally. She liked the different aspects of the BDSM lifestyle without committing fully to it. In our minds, we always believed that different aspects could be used to enhance a relationship without taking over the relationship fully. It was our belief and it led to me being happily married for so long before I lost her to breast cancer.
My neighbor, I discovered, had a conversation about it with my wife a while before her passing. I did not find out about the conversation until more recently after we started spending time together. It was one reason I was so excited for the trip was to explore with her to enhance what we have. As much as no one could replace parts of my heart, I also knew that I could not replace her husband either. We both enjoyed our relationship the way it was and figured we would just ride it out. We both sought no commitments except access to each other. This arrangement did much for both of us.
As I scrubbed her hair after shampooing it, I glanced down her body and admired her tone ass. It was no secret my neighbor worked out. She would always talk about the different classes she took at the local gym and loved to show off her gains every chance she got. Her legs were so toned, and her butt was so grabbable. It took a lot of control to keep from grabbing it instead of massaging her long brown hair. As I finished with the shampoo, I allowed my hands to reach around and play with her nipples to let her know it was time to rinse.
When she turned her back towards the water, I was gifted the chance to admire her front as well. She had gorgeous breasts. I always tried to call them breasts because tits felt too cheap of a word for them. Her nipples were very suckable, a fact I took advantage of while she rinsed her hair. One of my hands slid down and started to tease her shaven mound. I say shaven, but she confided in me that she went to have a Brazilian when possible because she loved the convenience when she wore her swimsuits. She started to moan for me as I kept teasing her until she tapped me on the shoulder.
"You may want to wash the soap off of you Master," she said as she wrapped her hand around my cock.
It was already hard just from playing with her and watching her, I moved under the water and allowed it to wash the soap off me as she teased me with her hands. I so wished she would have put her mouth on me but felt fortunate just because we had not made it to the fair yet. I wanted to have one lap around the grounds before the concert. That way we could cut loose later that night.
We dried off together, being careful not to tease more than we could get away with before we went to get dressed. I watched as she went into her luggage and pulled out another sundress in turquoise.
"You packed another sundress?" I asked as I slipped the shirt over my shoulders.
"You really think I own just one sundress? Silly boy."
Her hands pulled the dress over her head before she went back into the bathroom to dry her hair. As she worked on her hair, I slipped on the khaki shorts I was going to wear. Normally, she preferred me in jeans because she liked checking out my butt. Her freshness made me feel so confident that I went for a smaller size to have that tush viewing factor she liked. I put my jewelry around my neck and walked over where she was just finishing her hair. I planted another kiss under her ear.
