I slept over at my friend's house on a Friday night, through Saturday morning. My friend's name is Steven. He and I were 18 years old at the time. I was very tall, just over 6'4". I had always had a sort of crush on his mom, she was very pretty and slender, with long brown hair, perky breasts, and a firm ass. She was a very nice sight. In the morning when we woke up, his mom came into the room, her unbuttoned pajama top revealing some of her gorgeous chest. She told Steven that he had basketball practice. He wasn't aware of that, and he had to get ready and leave in a few minutes. His mom had just woken up and was still in her pajamas so she had a teammate's mother pick up Steven for practice.
Neither me or Steven had our own cars at the time. So, I called and texted my parents to try and get a ride home because Steven was gone, but nobody would answer. They must've been sleeping. Steven's mom offered to drive me home, but she needed a shower first. This was my only option so i accepted her offer. She went in the bathroom at the end of the hall and i heard the shower water running. I became very curious, and i crept up to the door and listened. She was singing softly, she had a very calming voice. I listened for a short time until she started calling to me:
"John! I'm sorry but can you grab me a new bar of soap?!"
I walked away from the door before answering and called back:
"Sure, yeah! Where can I find a new one?"
She hesitated for a few seconds and then answered:
"They're in the cabinet in here, you can come in, just don't look."
"Okay i'm coming in now."
I opened the door and slowly walked into the bathroom, my left hand covering my sight of the shower, which was completely clear glass.
"Okay, if you look to your right, they should be in that cabinet above the sink."
Using my right hand, i opened the cabinet and found an unused bar of Dove soap.