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Rafe
As Amy took the pins from her hair and let it fall around her shoulders I watched as if in trance. Though she was only a silhouette behind the curtain I imagined her hair to be shinny as new straw and her skin to be the color of fresh cream. She turned and stood in profile, her young breasts firm and full, the tips jutting out and up. I was sure that I could see them rise and fall with each breath she took. Unable to tear my gaze away I sat in my chair like a statue of stone. Suddenly she had all but dissappeared and I grew fearfull that she might have slipped and fell. I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized she had just let herself down into the warm water. The sound of her voice startled me because I was so intently concentrating on her and with my my previous concern I asked "You OK." trying not to make it sound like I had been worried about her. She was talking to me like it seemed natural for her to be bathing practically in my presense and then I realized she couldn't see me even though the outline of her head and shoulders were plain as day to me.
As she continued to bath and one delightfull leg came up over the edge of the tub after the other, I began to chide myself for staring so openly but I just couldn't seem to help myself. Even just her shadow aroused me so that I had to move a bit in my chair to adjust my erection that had grown and was crowding my trousers for lack of room.
As I was doing this I looked away from the vision behind the curtain and when I looked back my heart went clear up to my throat. She had stood up again and was washing her soapy body her hands cupping her breasts making her nippples rise up even higher and jut out more.
What she did next almost made me fall out of my chair. She spread her lovely legs and the light behind her streamed between her thighs. At their juncture a downy patch of hair appeared. Her hand came down to wash herself here and the undulations of her body made me tremble. I breathed a sigh of relief when she sat down again and I could relax.
What happpeed next was a bit confusing 'cept I honestly thought that she was in real trouble and I jumped up without thinking to go to her aid. It turned out to be a little soap in her eye and I felt a litle foolish for jumping to conclusions and pulling the curtain to the side and standing right behind her, but was still glad I had for it seemed it didn't bother her, me being so close. she must have thought I was a gentlteman inspite of my reputation. And it felt good knowing she trusted me not to take advantage of the situation.
So I jumped right up and fetched some fresh warm water from of the stove and stepped behind the curtain right in back of her. "Tell me now if this is too hot I said as I poured just a little on her head
"Mmmmm just right." she answered back and I gave her a little more. I watched the soapy water run down her shoulders and back trying not to lean over too far and embarrass her. Lordy, I wanted in the worst way to look at those breasts I had seen silhouetted earlier but I was bound determined to not upset her by being too anxious.
When her hair was clean I set the bucket down and reluctant to move away said. "Amy? Would you like me to wash your back?"
"That would be mighty nice of you Rafe." she said and I didn't waste no time on account of I didn't want her to change her mind.
I took a cloth from the edge of the tub and went right to work. T'wasn't any work to it I thought to myself, 100% fun in fact. Her soft pale skin was a pleasure to touch and I took my time making sure I did every square inch of the back of her neck, her shoulders, and down her back to where it disappeared under the soapy water. I never thought helping a woman bath could be so exciting. I was kneeling behind her, my hands on her shoulders, my head next to hers wanting to turn her head towards me and kiss her like I'd done before. My arms were itching to encircle her, my hands and fingers wanting to cup those breasts. I was afraid to look down for fear she was knowing just what I was looking at so I kept my gaze straight ahead. It was then I noticed the mirror and saw her reflection there. All I could do was smile and pretend that I had done this a million times before. We looked at each other in silence until I couldn't keep quiet any longer "You're beautifull Amy." I said quietly.
As Amy took the pins from her hair and let it fall around her shoulders I watched as if in trance. Though she was only a silhouette behind the curtain I imagined her hair to be shinny as new straw and her skin to be the color of fresh cream. She turned and stood in profile, her young breasts firm and full, the tips jutting out and up. I was sure that I could see them rise and fall with each breath she took. Unable to tear my gaze away I sat in my chair like a statue of stone. Suddenly she had all but dissappeared and I grew fearfull that she might have slipped and fell. I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized she had just let herself down into the warm water. The sound of her voice startled me because I was so intently concentrating on her and with my my previous concern I asked "You OK." trying not to make it sound like I had been worried about her. She was talking to me like it seemed natural for her to be bathing practically in my presense and then I realized she couldn't see me even though the outline of her head and shoulders were plain as day to me.
As she continued to bath and one delightfull leg came up over the edge of the tub after the other, I began to chide myself for staring so openly but I just couldn't seem to help myself. Even just her shadow aroused me so that I had to move a bit in my chair to adjust my erection that had grown and was crowding my trousers for lack of room.
As I was doing this I looked away from the vision behind the curtain and when I looked back my heart went clear up to my throat. She had stood up again and was washing her soapy body her hands cupping her breasts making her nippples rise up even higher and jut out more.
What she did next almost made me fall out of my chair. She spread her lovely legs and the light behind her streamed between her thighs. At their juncture a downy patch of hair appeared. Her hand came down to wash herself here and the undulations of her body made me tremble. I breathed a sigh of relief when she sat down again and I could relax.
What happpeed next was a bit confusing 'cept I honestly thought that she was in real trouble and I jumped up without thinking to go to her aid. It turned out to be a little soap in her eye and I felt a litle foolish for jumping to conclusions and pulling the curtain to the side and standing right behind her, but was still glad I had for it seemed it didn't bother her, me being so close. she must have thought I was a gentlteman inspite of my reputation. And it felt good knowing she trusted me not to take advantage of the situation.
So I jumped right up and fetched some fresh warm water from of the stove and stepped behind the curtain right in back of her. "Tell me now if this is too hot I said as I poured just a little on her head
"Mmmmm just right." she answered back and I gave her a little more. I watched the soapy water run down her shoulders and back trying not to lean over too far and embarrass her. Lordy, I wanted in the worst way to look at those breasts I had seen silhouetted earlier but I was bound determined to not upset her by being too anxious.
When her hair was clean I set the bucket down and reluctant to move away said. "Amy? Would you like me to wash your back?"
"That would be mighty nice of you Rafe." she said and I didn't waste no time on account of I didn't want her to change her mind.
I took a cloth from the edge of the tub and went right to work. T'wasn't any work to it I thought to myself, 100% fun in fact. Her soft pale skin was a pleasure to touch and I took my time making sure I did every square inch of the back of her neck, her shoulders, and down her back to where it disappeared under the soapy water. I never thought helping a woman bath could be so exciting. I was kneeling behind her, my hands on her shoulders, my head next to hers wanting to turn her head towards me and kiss her like I'd done before. My arms were itching to encircle her, my hands and fingers wanting to cup those breasts. I was afraid to look down for fear she was knowing just what I was looking at so I kept my gaze straight ahead. It was then I noticed the mirror and saw her reflection there. All I could do was smile and pretend that I had done this a million times before. We looked at each other in silence until I couldn't keep quiet any longer "You're beautifull Amy." I said quietly.