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    â€˜Yours is pretty awesome too.’
    â€˜Thanks, but I am slightly concerned.’
    â€˜What now?’ he replies, raising his eyes to the ceiling.
    â€˜You’re not secretly gay, are you?’
    â€˜Yes, that’s it. You’ve discovered my secret. I’ve been hiding it all this time behind mindless sex with gorgeous women.’
    I tweak his nipple.
    â€˜Ow!’ complains Matt. ‘What’s that for?’
    â€˜You’d better not be having mindless sex with gorgeous women any more.’
    â€˜I apologise. The sex with you was anything but mindless.’
    â€˜That’s better. I accept your apology.’
    â€˜But you did call me gay.’
    â€˜I did. It’s just that you have this heavenly body and yet you’re around cake all day, so how is that possible?’
    â€˜I could ask you the same question.’ He could.
    â€˜Amazingly, I possess incredible self-discipline.’
    â€˜Clearly,’ he notes drily.’
    â€˜Clearly you are my Kryptonite.’
    â€˜Good movie reference,’ says Matt.
    â€˜You like that?’ I ask.
    â€˜I do,’ he replies and steals a kiss.
    In the water, with my body resting against his, I feel the first stirrings of interest but it’s not exactly comfortable in this position in the tub. I might have to do something about that. I kiss those gorgeous lips of his, a long, lazy Sunday afternoon kiss even though it is a little after one in the morning, and feel the response rush through his body. There will be no sleeping anytime soon.
    We trade kisses like currency and there’s about to be a run on the banks. Long and lazy start to heat up as our passion infuses the water and soon enough it is bubbling.
    Another sizzling kiss, which requires a positively superhuman effort to break free from, but somehow I manage the task. ‘Wait!’
    â€˜What now?’ He feigns annoyance.
    â€˜This is really uncomfortable.’
    â€˜Kissing me?’ he asks.
    â€˜No, silly. This position isn’t working for me.’
    â€˜If you will insist on getting fresh in the tub …’ notes Matt.
    â€˜You started it,’ I complain.
    â€˜How did I start it?’
    â€˜What am I supposed to do when you lie there with a body like that?’
    â€˜So, I’m to assume by that sexist remark you only want me for my body?’ he asks.
    â€˜Absolutely. It’s no good.’ My arms are killing me. ‘If you intend ravishing me further you’ll have to do it from the comfort of that Cadillac-size bed in the bedroom.’ I try to stand but misjudge everything and wind up standing on Matt’s leg. He cringes as I slip and tumble, falling back onto him, creating a tsunami effect in the process. There is water everywhere. Matt wipes his eyes but doesn’t say a word. I twist my neck to look at him. ‘I hurt you, didn’t I?’
    â€˜Only a little.’ He is grace personified. ‘It’s lucky you’re such a delicate rose.’
    â€˜I’m really sorry, Matt,’ I whisper, and seek out his mouth. Lying against him, I can feel the heat of his body through the water and the hardness of his cock pressing against my buttocks. ‘Seems like I’ve got someone’s attention.’
    â€˜Yes you have,’ he murmurs back. ‘A little pain, a little pleasure; I can deal with that.’
    â€˜You’d better be able to because I’m all in.’
    â€˜I’m working on it. But you may need to move a little.’
    â€˜Are you serious?’ I ask. ‘You want to go for it in here?’
    â€˜I don’t see a problem?’
    â€˜What about that gorgeous bed that’s just out there waiting for us?’
    â€˜OK.’ Matt shifts my buttocks gently in the water so that the head of his cock nestles against the lips of my pussy.
    â€˜You’re a bad boy.’
    â€˜Yes, ma’am!’ he replies, easing my