Page 51 of One Bossy Date
Anders was silent, staring at my naked body in surprise.
My sopping-wet towel had been pinned beneath his boot when I sat between his legs, and when I stood up, it had slipped right off. Now, I stood fully nude, facing him, with his wide eyes right in my crotch.Fuck! Fuck shit fuck!
Immediately, my eyes landed on one of the dry towels I’d taken out before I fell, and I quickly reached for it, and held it in front of my naked body. “Oh, God,” I moaned, putting my hand over my face. I took a step back and leaned against the counter, with the towel pressed against my front while I tried to recover.
Anders dropped his gaze to the floor and started chuckling as he rose to his feet.
“This isnotfunny,” I mumbled through my hand. I felt my feet slipping on the wet tiles, so I used my free hand to boost myself up onto the counter, needing to get away from the slippery floor andjust stay still.
“No. But you know what is funny?”
I reluctantly parted my fingers to look up at his face, which had a growing lopsided smile plastered on it. “What?”
“The fact that I can still see your lovely ass in that mirror behind you.”
“What?” I twisted on the counter, seeing my fully naked back and cheeks planted on the counter. “Aaaargh!” I groaned and let my head fall into my hand again. At this point, there was nothing I could do. Standing up only offered me more opportunity to slip and show him way more than I was now, or even more than he had already seen within the last minute.
“I think I’ve got some cream to ease the swelling on your knee. I’ll get it for you.”
“Thanks,” I mumbled awkwardly, watching him leave and feeling grateful for the moment of peace to breathe and recover from the absolute mess of an embarrassment I felt like right now.
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ANDERS
Ihadn’t seenthatsurprise coming.
Gorgeous tits with beautiful, firm, pink nipples that I wanted to taste. I’d spend hours licking and sucking them. And her pussy was cleanly shaved.
When I arrived back at her bathroom door, I knocked gently.
“Got the cream. Let me leave it here—”
“No. I mean, no, come in.”
All right.
I pushed the door open. Clearly, she was still trying to recover her nerves after giving me the full show, which, obviously, I’d fucking treasured.
While the entire slip ‘n’ fall scene was damn sexy on its own, not to mention the full-frontal moment of absolute bliss on my behalf, she looked even more alluring now. She was sitting on the counter, her knees pressed together and her hand holding the towel tightly, squeezing her tits against her chest. Her silky legs wereoh, so long,hanging over the edge of the counter.
How easily I could put myself between those legs—then she’d have nowhere to go.
On my bare feet, I approached her slowly, careful not to slip, and set the cream down next to her.
“Need help with that?” I asked, pointing to the cream, grinning at my fucking cliché move.
“No.” She smiled back. “Thanks, I’ll put it on after the bath.”
“You’re welcome to call me when you need help later,” I said, and gave her a wink. “Also, you’re welcome to use the tub in my bathroom if you’d like. There’s water all over the floor here. The risk of slipping is too high. I can carry you.”
“You want to carry me into your tub?”
“Sure.” That actually sounded hot. Images of me hoisting her over my shoulder, exposing more of that bare ass as I walked her into my bathroom, then removing the towel while lowering her into my tub crowded my brain. Sounded fucking fantastic.
“That’s not a good idea. I’m fine here, no problem. Thanks.”
“All right.” I turned to leave, when she suddenly grabbed my arm.