Last weekend my boyfriend and I went down to visit his parents in the countryside. They live in a beautiful old house with rooms which they rent out to tourists. This weekend there were no guests so my boyfriend and I were allowed to stay in one of the gorgeous en-suite bedrooms.
After a long walk in the afternoon, I went upstairs to have a bath. My boyfriend said he would be downstairs doing some chores but that he'd come up to me when he'd finished. I started running the bath and undressed in the bedroom, taking my book with me into the bathroom. The water was perfect and as I slipped luxuriously into the bubbles, I admired the tan that I'd got from going to the beach with my boyfriend the previous weekend.
I lay for about a quarter of an hour, trying to read my book, but my mind kept wandering. I was thinking about my boyfriend and when he was going to come upstairs to me. I'd deliberately left the bathroom door unlocked so that he could come in while I was in the bath. Thinking about the things I wanted him to do to me started to get me aroused so I put my book down and started caressing my own body with my wet, soapy hands. I'd slid right down in the bath and was gently stroking my inner thighs when I heard footsteps outside the door. I sat up a bit and picked up my book as the bathroom door opened and my boyfriend came into the room.
His eyes roamed over my tanned body, lingering on my wet breasts and up to my face. He could immediately tell how I was feeling from the look in my eyes.
"You look fucking hot," he said.