

Bubble Bath (part one)
He opened the bathroom door to find her totally relaxed in a tub of bubbles. Her eyes were closed, a soft pout on her full lips. Standing there for a moment he watched her, drinking it all in.
The light foam was moving softly over, her breasts leaving her skin glistening and wet. Steam was rising slowly, and it seemed to dance in front of her, somehow making the sexiest woman he had ever known even more so.
He stood there, gazing at her, this woman who was, by all accounts, a sexual goddess. He could feel the highly charged energy seemingly oozing from her.
As if sensing him there she quickly opened her eyes. A smile slowly spread over her face as she saw him, her eyes moving lower to his cock, which was visibly throbbing against the constraint of his pants.
The candles were flickering, and her eyes seemed to capture the glow, creating a slow and sultry dance for lovers in their dark brown depths.
She lifted one hand from the bubbles and beckoned him to join her.
He couldn't peel off his clothes quickly enough, feeling as though he was going to lose his load before he had even touched the incredible woman before him.
His pants flew off, followed by his shirt, both quickly discarded into a heap on the floor. Removing his boxers seemed to provide her pleasure as she gave him a look of approval and raw desire. She licked at the gloss on her pretty lips, deliberately driving him mad with desire.
He paused for a moment, wanting to absorb every moment of this experience and capture it in his memory to cherish forever.