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Please note that the memories and artwork contained herein are copyrighted 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 |
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I am in a white bath tub in a white or light colored bathroom. I am about twenty some years old. I remember using a scrub brush on my back. The water is milky colored from all the soap. I seem to be enjoying myself. Then Margret comes sneaking into the room. She is wearing a white robe with green flowers or leaves on it. I'm surprised and she giggles a little. She stops in front of the tub and drops her robe, and she's naked. I invite her into the tub. She steps in gingerly and I hold out my arms to steady her. She sits down facing me and I pull her close to me. She giggles as I pull her up to sit on top of me. She looks at me with amusement. She can feel how turned on I am. I want her. I've never tried to make love in a bathtub before. She reaches into the water and starts playing with me and it feels so good. My throat and chest feel tight. I don't want her to stop. I look into her eyes and gently reach out and touch her breasts, our skin is wet and our hands slide smoothly across our skin. As she brings me closer to that certain pleasurable feeling, I pull her closer to me and I lay my head against her chest. I feel so happy to be with her. I was generally a happy person, but she gave me a special joy in life that no one else could. I lay back in the tub and she lays atop me with her arms about me. I smile at her and she kisses me. We stay there for awhile until we realize that people may wonder why I am in the tub for so long. We get out and dry off together and I wrap her in my towel with me and we start to kiss. I put my arms around her and the towel falls to the floor, but we didn't seem to care. Our passionate embrace grew stronger until I could no longer resist anymore. I turned my lady around, pulled her close and ran my hands across her belly and breast, and took her from behind. Things are a bit blurry after that. We both snuck out of the bathroom to get dressed. I have an image in my mind that after this tub rendevous, we had met downstairs for dinner and eyed each other at the dinner table assuming that no one knew that we had been together. I have come to know that Frau Voss noticed the way Margret and I looked at each other and she knew that we liked each other. |
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