He bent down and as she looked up he kissed her nose, smiled. He then turned her around and pulled her back to him and now he was washing her front. She loved the feel of his hands as the lathered hands move in circles over her belly and sides and up and then he rubbed each breast in a very clinical way but in the end he cupped each breast and held the nipple and gave each a very gentle squeeze. He kissed the back of her neck and then reached up and pulled the rope. The warm water sprayed down and rinsed them both completely. Then he grabbed a bottle of shampoo and started to wash her hair and massage her head.
She stood there thinking, oh man you can do that all day, it feels so good. She sighed and turned around and looked up at a very strange man. She had seen him working at the complex many times but just never thought about him really. Here he was making love to her is a very passionate way and now giving her a bath, washing her hair and touching her in a way, well she was not sure what to think.
John could not believe what he was doing. Well you sure started something here you old goat you. You better not let this get out of hand. She is very young and ………… well she is very young and beautiful. I could wash this body for ever, god just look at that skin, so smooth and soft and sweet. Easy old men just wash the lady off.
He took towels out of a storage locker in the shower and started to dry her off. She grabbed another towel.
"here let me dry you, turn around" she dried his back completely and then " okay turn around"
She then dried his front. His chest and belly and then in a very familiar clinical way dried his penis. When she was done she looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back and took her in his arms and kissed her softly on the lips, no tongue just lips, well a little parted and then he kissed her nose and each eye and each cheek and forehead. He let go smiled and walk to his clothes.
You have done enough for today.
They dressed and Susan put the sundress on again. John looks and smile, shakes his head and starts to put the tools away. I sure did not get any work done today, smiling, he looks at her again and finishes packing the truck.
The drive back is quiet; Susan has lain down with her head on John’s leg and seems to be sleeping. She is not sleeping only her eyes are closed and she is thinking about today. Things sure have a strange way of happening.
The gossip she has heard in the laundry room might be true after all. John might be the complex stud servicing the women. But he was so, so , well he was gentle and passionate and sweet and kind and caring with her and she had all sorts of strange feeling about this man. It was not what some of the gossip indicated, this was a man that had many sides. Where was this going to go. Oh hell it can go no where, he is old enough to be your father Susan. It was a fling, a onetime thing, some afternoon delight.
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