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itself. Even though
she hadn’t touched it, her nipple rose and hardened in response. Dan’s eyes
were huge in the candlelight, fixed on her breasts. His breathing was audible
in the silence. She lifted her breasts and pushed them together. Water drained
away in shining rivulets.
    She picked up a glass from the side of the bath. She dipped
it into the water and poured it slowly over her boobs, jutting her chest out as
much as possible, so the water ran over her breasts like a waterfall.
    She placed the glass back and cupped her boobs in both
hands, pushing them together and kneading them until her slick flesh squeezed
out of the gaps between her fingers. A gasp escaped and she threw her head
back. Not taking his eyes from her breasts, Dan reached for the shower gel and
passed it to her. He didn’t have to tell her what he wanted.
    Stacie reached out to take the shower gel. Dan didn’t
let go, caressing her wet fingers with his before releasing the bottle. She shivered
in delight at his touch then, flipping the lid open, she lay back in the bath. She
held the bottle high above her chest and squeezed, watching the liquid pour
out. The gel was cool as it hit her skin.
    Stacie put the bottle back on the side and placed her
hands where the gel had fallen at the top of her boobs. She began to spread it
around, inscribing deep circles around her entire breast area, her fingers
sliding on her glistening soapy flesh. She still didn’t touch her nipples, eager
to stretch out the anticipation. She lifted her breasts to bounce them in the
water, feeling an answering thrill in her pussy. She looked at Dan, unable to
read his expression. He was watching her avidly. Was his cock thick and hard
within those blue jeans? She couldn’t see. The panel of the bath was between
them. Would this be the time he couldn’t resist?
    She tipped a small amount of gel into the palm of one
hand, then rubbed it against the other so both palms were coated. She placed
her hands directly onto her nipples, massaging in circles, feeling the buds
tighten under the skin of her palms. She began to pinch and tease her nipples,
letting out a little moan, looking at Dan to test his reaction.
    She pushed her breasts together, creating a deep cleavage,
flicking her fingers over the ultra-sensitive buds. Graham would have loved
this. When it was her time of the month and he couldn’t have sex with her, he
would slather lube all over her boobs and give her a titty-fuck, always aiming
his cum at her face to finish. It had never done anything for her, but if Dan
had suggested it right now, she’d be up for it in a second. She imagined him
sliding his thick cock between her breasts, her licking the salty tip on every
thrust.
    Why won’t he touch
me? Stacie’s pussy throbbed with need.
    She turned her head to her left, staring at Dan. His
eyes were firmly fixed on the entertainment. Stacie smiled, seductively she
hoped.
    She sat up, reaching for the glass, and rinsed the
shower gel off her breasts. Her nipples were erect and achingly tender. Just
the feel of the water on them made her inner muscles squeeze involuntarily.
    “Squeeze and twist your nipples,” Dan said, his voice
husky.
    Desperate to obey his order, Stacie pulled hard on her nipples,
clasping and twisting. The sensation sent shockwaves down to her pussy. She tugged
her nipples again, making her body jerk, and cried out with pleasure. She knew
without touching that her pussy would be moist and ready, begging to be filled.
    She stood up in the bath, standing before him nude,
water streaming off her. She imagined herself a modern-day Botticelli Venus,
wishing her hair were long enough to twine round her body. In the mirrors
around the room, she could see her body shining in the candlelight. She ran her
hands up and down her waist then up to her breasts, taking her hands slowly
over her breasts, making her rose-coloured buds send spasms down to her pussy.
    Stacie placed her hand down her body, gliding