This evening after our conversation, my skin was on fire and deep down I could feel a throbbing that was begging to be taken care of...
I went into the bathroom and picked out my favorite bath jell (Tropical Harvest, Victoriaβs Secret) and started running the water... allowing myself to be mesmerized by the bubbles as they were forming.
Heading for the stairs I went down to get some candles and proceeded to light them in the bathroom. Next it's to pick out some mellow music to listen to, and a cool drink to sip in the tub...
Well soon enough I'm feeling the effects of our talk and my surroundings...
Stepping into the tub, I can feel the bubbles against my skin, imagining it to be your hands instead, caressing and wetting my skin ... setting it on fire. Sliding down, I begin to sponge myself, watching the water pouring onto my well rounded breasts, my tanned shoulders and down my legs...
Taking a handful of bubbles I caress them onto my breast feeling the nipple, touching its softness and yet feeling it harden beneath my fingers. Moving my hand slowly lower to my abdomen I glide the water across it, loving the feel of silkiness as I do this... Not yet ready to touch myself there, I bring my hand to my other breast and give it the same attention.