"Doesn't she hear me honking? Been sitting here for ten minutes. What's taking so long?" I get out and walk up to the door. Knocking.... Waiting.... Knocking.... Waiting....
"Damnit it woman. Where are you? You're the one that wanted to go for coffee. Told me to get here at noon and you're.... where? Hope nothing bad has happened. Now you got me worried." Checking the knob. Locked. I know you have a key hidden around here somewhere. On top of the door? No. Under the mat? No. In the planter? Bingo!
I unlock the door and step inside. "Hello? Are you here? Hello!" I hear some music coming from the back. I start walking towards the sounds. It's coming from the bathroom. Oh my goodness! You slipped on the wet floor, hit your head on the sink and you're unconscious. Or you dropped your hairdryer in the bathtub and blew up. Or you were shaving your legs and cut one off. I turn the knob slowly not knowing what to expect. I take a peek in and.... you're drying herself off. You gotta be kidding me. It's a quarter past 12 and you're just getting out of the shower? What the hell? And no wonder you can't hear me. It's a wonder you can hear anything with the music so loud. I should bang on the door so you know I'm here, but I peek in to get another look. You're facing away from me, bent over drying your legs. I feel something stirring in my jeans. I duck back out.
"No. You're not getting turned on. You're pissed. Stay mad." I take another peek. You've grabbed the baby lotion and start slathering it over your breasts and arms. I duck back out. Zipper on jeans is straining.
"Stay mad. Stay mad. She late and knows I've been waiting for almost a half hour." One more peek and then I'm leaving. I look in. You're bent over again, rubbing lotion on your thighs. Down your legs. Down to your ankles. With each inch down, you're giving me a better view. Throbbing now. I open the door and turn off the music. With it suddenly silent, you jump up startled and turn around.
You start screaming at me. "Lord! What are you doing in here? Get out!" You try to cover up with your hands while looking around for a towel.
"You told me to be here at noon to take you out for coffee. I honked. I knocked. And you were nowhere to be found. I was worried!" I look you up and down. Cock getting harder.
"So you just decide to break in? I have another half hour. Get out!"
"It's 12:30! I've been waiting for you to finish your long ass shower." You look down and see the bulge behind my zipper.
"Get out! You have no right to be in here. Get out!!!"
"I told you I was worried about you. Stop yelling at me!" I grab your arm. Spin you around towards the bathtub and give you a little push. You reach over the bathtub and brace your hands on the wall so you won't fall in. You try to get back upright, but I hold you over with one hand. I give your ass a hard smack that echoes off the bathroom walls.
"Ow! Shit! What was that for? Let me up!"
"You're late. I got worried. And I come in to check on you and you yell at me." I give your ass another spank.