Against All Odds (Closed!)

She looked angelic, silhouetted there against the backdrop of Los Angeles. With a towel around his body and hair up, the slight wetness of his skin glistened in the light. Mark softly padded over to the window and stood beside her, and whistled. "Certainly one hell of a view..."

Again he could not quite place her emotions, it was strange and frustrating but he let it go, returning the hesitant smile with a warm one. Mark felt her eyes flickering across his chest, and he had to suppress a blush. "Your turn." It was soft and playful but with the slightest hint of suggestion... He tried not to think of Candice washing herself, soap trickling down those curves, hair long and flowing.
 
Candice realized he was only in a towel and still damp from his shower and her mouth went dry. He looked so incredibly sexy that it wasn't fair. "Gorgeous" she murmured and then blushed bright pink. "The view I mean" she said softly.

"Right, my turn". She smiled at him and then headed towards the bathroom which was still moist and warm from his shower and smelled gorgeous like him.

She cleaned herself off, feeling spectacular after a hot shower like that. She then wrapped a towel around her body and toweled her hair so it wasn't dripping but was still wet. She walked out into the bedroom in the towel and bent over to pick up her shoes, flashing the tiniest glimpse of her bottom as she did, before picking up her dress and a pair of new panties before heading back into the bathroom.
 
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