This story was written collaboratively with
Goodeater
, and I want to thank him for challenging me to step outside of what I normally write. I'm looking forward to working on the second chapter (and maybe more) with him. Enjoy!
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He seemed to be a very nice young man. He had moved into my spare rooms downstairs just last week. It was unfortunate that he needed the rooms because of the downturn in the economy and losing his job, but I welcomed the thought of the help he could provide with all of the home improvements that needed to be done. It was difficult being a single woman without a lot of money to hire the necessary repairmen.
If only there were physical benefits too, I thought to myself. With his toned body, he was pretty easy on the eyes. Maybe not handsome, but definitely good looking in a rugged kind of way. Not the type that I normally would find attractive, but not having a partner for such a long period of time had me thinking all kinds of naughty thoughts.
He had just headed to Home Depot to get a quote on the flooring for the kitchen, living room and hallway. That was going to be the first project we were going to tackle. I was looking forward to seeing my young renter without his shirt while he worked alongside me ripping up the old flooring and laying down the new. Just the thought of his toned body sent a shiver down my back and a tingle between my legs. It had definitely been too long!
I had returned from work, and wanted to wash the day off. I gave some loving to my dog before making my way to my bedroom. I left the door slightly ajar for her as I went into the ensuite and readied myself for the shower. I quickly disrobed and stepped into the glass enclosed tub underneath the steamy, hot spray. I bent my head, allowing my short red hair to soak under the pulsing water as it continued to cascade down my body.
As the massaging fluid melted into my tired muscles, I slipped into a fantasy of my young renter. I could almost picture his toned chest with the smooth muscles rippling. I loved the shape of his ass in the jeans that he always wore and wondered what he would look like naked. Was he cut, or not? Did he keep himself trimmed?
As I considered the possibilities, I lathered the puff and skimmed it over my breasts. My meandering mind had already gotten me aroused and my nipples were taut and sensitive to the brush of the puff. I could feel the moisture gathering between my legs.
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I knew she would be in the shower when I returned home because that's what she always does. It's like clockwork. First she has her tea, then she pats the dog. And then she showers and puts her robe on. Every single night. Maybe it's because she's older. I'm not quite sure of her age, but believe she is at least 17 years older than me since I only recently graduated from college while she just had her 15th year anniversary at work.
I walked into the house quietly and heard her ensuite shower on as expected. I didn't know what I should do, but I knew what I "wanted" to do. You see, I have always had a thing for older women. And she's a redhead. I couldn't believe my luck with this room and board stuff. Wow! It was like a dream come true.
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My mind continued to consider my new renter. He was so much younger than me. I wondered whether he found me attractive. I was in pretty good shape for someone my age and looked at least 10 years younger than I actually was. My breasts, although large, were still firm. My ass was well rounded but not overly large and my legs and thighs were toned and smooth. I may carry a little more weight than what would be considered beautiful by todays standards, but it just made me more cuddly.
I continued to glide the puff over my body, down my abdomen and over my mound. I had previously trimmed the hair over my pubis into a neat curved triangle, and shaved the lower labia so that they were smooth and silky on the sides of my slit. I carefully soaped the area before clutching the puff in one hand and using the other to touch the engorged bud of my clitoris. An electric jolt travelled to my core, and I released more of my juice from my needy hole. I thought of the young man and what he could do to me.
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... a dream I couldn't pass up. I quickly quieted her dog with some ham from the fridge and tiptoed up the hallway, into her open bedroom and stopped just outside her bathroom door. The door was cracked to let the steam out so I slowly widened the gap. The shower door was glass, clear but steamy. I could barely make out the outlines of her curvy body. Heaven.
I longed to see the real thing. See all of her. I envisioned her full breasts and her sweet abdomen. Was she shaved? Or did she have curls there? I felt myself starting to grow. And I knew that once that happened it would be hard to stop myself from moving forward. I had to make a "go - no go" decision quickly. GO!
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Lost in my reverie, I quickly soaped the rest of my body, allowing my hands to caress the curve of my buttocks, skim down my smooth legs and come back to the soft mounds of my breasts. The nipples were painfully erect now and I felt my pussy clench in need. Once I was finished my shower, I would have to give myself some undivided attention to relieve the mounting ache. I could imagine it was my young renter's mouth, tongue and hands working my sopping core.
I turned the shower nozzle onto the rain setting and rinsed the dense lather from my body. The heat sent billows of steam into the room and out the door. I wondered whether I would have enough time to get myself off before my renter returned from his errand.
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I loosened my belt to relieve the mounting pressure, and as I lowered my boxers a bit, my cock sprung out announcing its freedom. Although I hadn't touched it yet, it was already throbbing and engorged. Just when I began to give it some attention with a few quick strokes, the shower turned off and she opened the glass doors to grab her towel.
As I stepped back from the door, I caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. Just as I had suspected, pure beauty. Full supple breasts with taut, light pink nipples and round, firm ass. And yes, a nicely trimmed mound with the hint of her protruding nub coming out of it. She could not see me, but I could see her.
I should sneak away, but I couldn't. I wanted to watch her dry off her body, brush her hair. I just wanted to watch her forever.
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Ahhh. That felt so good. I turned off the shower nozzle and opened the door to grab my towel. The room was full of steam and the moisture beaded on my face and body as I stepped from the tub. I bent my head slightly as I rubbed my hair with the towel, the short style not needing too much drying. I then took the towel and lightly patted my body dry, lifting my breasts to get the skin underneath. I watched my reflection in the misted mirror, admiring the slightly rosy glow to my skin. I set the towel aside in favour of my vanilla scented body butter, taking a dollop to gently massage into my skin. I started with my legs, massaging the cream in slow smooth circles up from my calves and over my thighs. I rubbed another amount on my palms and reached behind to spread it on my pert little derriere. I continued to slowly rub the creamy butter up over my tummy, breasts and arms. As I spread the sweet smelling body butter, I thought of having male hands on my body, smoothing the lotion. Of feeling a rigid cock pressing against my warm, satiny skin.
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As I continued to enjoy her beauty, she began applying lotion to her smooth milky skin. I couldn't imagine a better show. I was fully erect and stroking at this point. I thought I noticed her glimpse towards my presence out of the corner of her eye through the mirror. Did she see me? She must not have, because she continued to go about her business and I KNOW she would have called me out if she had caught me peeping!
It was then that I realized that although I was nervous and scared to get caught, I actually wanted her to see what she has done to me. My testosterone fuelled my bravery as I inched closer to the opening in the door and continued to watch.
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Mmmm. The lotion application finished, I once again grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my clean, soft, vanilla scented body. I gave a quick fluff to my slightly damp hair, and turned to leave the washroom.
I stopped in shock as I opened the door. My renter was right there! How long had he been there? How much had he seen? And then I looked at him and noticed his state of arousal. My god, he was erect and glorious. Definitely had been watching me. Did he see me in the shower, or when I got out? When I was applying the body butter?
I clutched my towel to my breasts, at a total loss for words. My pussy, still aching with need from my shower ministrations and fantasies, leaked more moisture that dampened my thighs. Maybe it was time for my renter to do some serious working on me. I allowed my towel to drop, displaying my lush figure in all of its glory to the young man before me.
"See something you like"?
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At first I thought she would slap me in the face, but when she let her towel drop my outlook improved considerably. I stared firmly into her green eyes and did not smile.
