Sara And Betty Ch 03

"I want to take a shower," my sexy new lover said, "Join me, Babe?" She had read my mind! But I hadn't been thinking about taking a shower as much as having her leaning back against me in the big old tub.

"Won't we get water all over the floor?" Her laugh ws musical.

"Of course not. There's a shower curtain. C'mon, just a quick spritz to knock the sweat off!" She didn't have to ask me twice. If she'd suggested we go for a nude walk outside I'd have done it! I followed her to the bathroom, enthralled by her bare back. Her shoulders and back, her delightful dimpled bottom (I just had my tongue...my finger in that bottom!) and her girlishly curvy legs.

From a closet in the corner she got out towels from the washer dryer stack inside. I didn't even know they made them like that! And I expressed my surprise.

"I don't know what I'd do without it! I'd hate hauling, the wash down to the coin laundry!"

She had a wooden step to help her into the high walled tub but I offered her a steadying hand as well. She smiled at that..

"You're so sweet!" Not something I hear a lot of, and it made me feel special. Then she offered me a hand up, though I could just step over and up into the tub. I bent to kiss her and she parted her lips to the sweep of my tongue. Then she pulled the curtain around the tub, closing us inside and giving me a thrilling glimpse of those unshorn underarms!

"It's gonna be a minute getting hot water up," she said as she started the water. Instantly our nipples stood up stiff but after a few moments the water warmed. She handed me an amber bar of glycerin soap,

"Do my back?" Oh yes! I grabbed the washrag and lathered her back from neck to curvy bottom. But I wasn't going to just wash her back.

"Raise your arms, Babe," I said, trying to sound stern. She giggled and held her arms up so I could lather up her furry armpits. God she's so hot! She moaned softly but evidently she wasn't ticklish, so I slid my soapy hands around to her round breasts and kissed her neck.

"I want to eat you up!" She laughed softly.

"I won't stop you. But I haven't done your back yet!" She turned in my arms and pressed her soapy breasts against my chest. "You can eat me any time!"

She was rubbing my back but it was more sensual than cleansing; she wasn't using soap. We started kissing, making out in the shower like over sexed teenagers until the water began to cool. Quickly we finished our shower.

Toweling each other off, rubbing each other's bodies. "Go grab our clothes and we'll wash everything with the towels." I rushed out to collect our clothes and rushed back,

"You should run around naked all the time!" she said. I liked that she wanted me naked...

"What do you see in me naked? I'm not glamorous or sexy." She swatted my butt with an open hand, more sound than sting.

"You stop that! You're beautiful! I see it if you don't! Now...do you want a bite to eat or should I turn you over my knee?" I looked down at her, not really expecting that. I had to smile at the idea of my little lover turning my giant if narrow ass over her knee

"Let's eat something." Her grin almost broke me up.We didn't have many choices; breakfast, lunch or leftovers. I was starting the washer.

"Let's save bacon and eggs for the morning," I called out, "I can do ham sandwiches or leftover chinese."

So it was that we stood in the kitchen, naked, eating from the styrofoam to go boxes of sesame chicken and fried rice. Honestly it could have been eating wet paper; I was far more into her dark unbrushed mop and blue eyes. Her round little breasts, her soft flat tummy...I read somewhere that sexually men are visually stimulated and women are emotionally stimulated. She didn't see me as mannish and I couldn't stop looking at her lovely, girlish body! What does that say about the visual/emotional theory? I certainly felt emotional too...Did my overly tall,skinny, flat chested figure visually stimulate her?

"You know what I want Babe?" she said, pressing herself against me. I had my arms around her, looking into those gorgeous eyes and shook my head no. She let go of me and led me to a small tea chest near her bed.

"I want to show you something." She opened the top. The tray on top was full of soft cloth, scarves or something. But under that tray was like a sex toy warehouse. All manner of dildos and vibrators.

"Jeez, Betty!" She laughed, moving aside a long flesh colored double-ended dildo. Then a transparent blue dong, and one that looked like a wax banana from my grandmother's fake-fruit bowl.

"Is that a banana?"

"It's a vibrator that looks like a banana. I keep it for sentimental reasons." I gave her an "are you serious" look and she laughed.

"I'm not kidding. It's the first time someone gave me a toy. He meant well." I decided not to press it; I knew she was Bi. She rooted around a bit more; it turned out to be another tray so there wasn't as much in it as at first appeared. But there was still quite a lot, especially as

I only have a harness and a dildo and a vibrator made of white plastic and shaped like a bullet..

"See anything you like?" she asked. I was a bit overwhelmed.

I don't know, Baby. It's all so... I don't know."

"Did I shock you? I'm happy to make love to you without any of this." I believed her but...there were things I just didn'y know about...beads and eggs and something long and skinny with a kind of bead at one end...

"I just...would you believe me if I told you I never have even been to a sex store?" She laughed but I knew it was real delight at my "innocence" and not meanness.

"How can that be?" she asked.

"Well, I ordered my vibrator from an ad in the back of a magazine. My strap-on and dick I ordered from a website because a woman I was seeing wanted me to fuck her." She laid a hand on mine.

"You're so sweet Babe. I feel like such a perv compared to you!. I turned to her.

"No, no. You're not a perv...I want you to...to show me what I've been missing!" We held each other, kneeling before the chest kissing until my knees ached. She pulled back.

"We're gonna hate ourselves if we don't get off our knees Babe." She got up and helped me up. Again she was the strong one. I felt light on my feet but my knees definitely needed to straighten up. Awkward as it was, we kissed again.

"Make love to me Bety," I breathed and she pulled me to her bed. About the time we'd gotten snuggled and began to kiss, the washer clunks loudly.

"What was that?" I popped my head up.

"Don't worry about it Babe, it's just the washer. We'll worry about it tomorrow; you're not going anywhere tonight!" She closed her lips around my nipple and made my toes curl. I couldn't help but moan with pleasure.

Again I awoke first but I didn't need to pee. I lay with my arm around her under the soft blanket. She had gone down on me again, and again I'd come like an avalanche! I wanted nothing more than to hold her against me now. Perhaps we'd have breakfast or perhaps I'd make love to her but just now I just wanted to hold her warm, soft body to me like a beloved child. Never before had a mere sex made me feel this way. I snuggled closer and let myself snooze.