“I’m going to take a bath for an hour so see you soon,” she giggled over the phone.That voice of hers and her sweet gentle laughter just makes me stop and think what I wouldn’t do to her, absolutely nothing.. “Well ok but you shouldn’t tell me these things, good grief” I said back to her as she ended the conversation. I stared at the phone in my hands, trying to stop visions, images forming; taking shape that would infuriate me for the rest of the morning.Looking around the office,I went back to my seat, placed the cell phone on the desk and continued my work. It was time to concentrate but it became increasingly difficult. She knew what how I felt about her, needed her wanted her so badly but always remained at a discreet distance when in public so as not to draw any attention. We both knew that together it would be explosive, dangerous. She was a tease but I loved it,and loved her. I had known her for years and had cherished and admired her from a distance and lately, close up. too close; realising the danger it could lead to. Some could say sweet danger. So how we felt about each other,it remained unspoken, hanging in the air between us but something had to give. She decided to do something about it.Twenty minutes later, the familiar Çekmeköy escort sound of the text chime came from the cellphone. Turning it over I read the message and stopped breathing. All it said was, “Clock ticking, 45 minutes, front door unlocked. Come in relax and watch.”I quickly looked around to see if anyone else had seen this (stupid like who?), but then thinking to my self, “You idiot get going.!”I know it’s a twenty minute drive to where she lived. I made it in twelve minutes.My heart was beating so fast as I turned the door handle and entered the apartment. From previous visits I knew that the bathroom was to the left of the front door. Closing the door I quickly took off my shoes and coat and my fleece jacket, leaving them all in a pile I approached the bathroom. The door was ajar and already the perfumed aroma of steam, and scented water had pervaded the hallway, filling my senses. Pushing open the door, I dropped to my hands and knees and decided to crawl in. I don’t know why I did this, but I just did. It was very warm, my shirt began sticking to my bodyso I undid my top button of my shirt, then sevaral moreand took off my tie.The bath was to the left of me with a shower screen, Gebze escort bayan now partially steamed.There she was, almost fully submerged in the water, her head resting on the cushioned support. Just soaking, at ease, her cherry brownnipples breaking the surface of the water, already hard, erect.My mouth went dry at the sight of her.At last There was more than just her face and hands on display, this was what I wanted.She looked so beautiful laying there with her eyes closed. I crawled to the opposite wall, pulled my knees to my chest and watched her. The bubbles in the water had already begun to thin leaving that thin white covering that allows you to see and not see. Damn even the bubbles were teasing me.Then she opened her eyes and looked at me.And smiled.If there was ever a smile to remember for eternity, this I guarantee you was the one. She wanted me here, she was in control, she would dictate proceedings. I suddenly knew all this and slowly nodded to her in silent agreement. She raised her hand an blew me a silent kiss, to which I raised my hand to catch it and held it to my heart. Crazy but this was us.I swallowed very hard and held her gaze. She looked down at herself, and then looked Escort Şerifali back at me. Hard!! Should I move, should I go to her, what does she want, what is she saying? By now I was getting uncomfortable and needed to move, mainly to ease the swelling of my cock in my pants. I moved to kneel up, giving me a much better view. Still looking at me her features became relaxed and smiled at me and at the same time very slowly, she began to sit up in the bath. Sometimes patience has its rewards and this was mine. She decided how she wanted to reveal herself to me and in what manner. Who was I to complain and; well there was no reason to. A long time ago I had decided to accept what she offered me, when and where, and she knew I would do the same for her. But she was doing this for me and I loved her all themore for it.At the sight of her body, her breasts,each big and wide enough to take two hands to hold one of them, emerging from the water, bathwater running down her chest leaving her glistening and wet; her nipples dark, proud and so erect, my cock began to strain growing begging for release, the signals to my brain urging me to strip off and join her in the water; but I caught my breath and stayed exactly where I was.“Glad you could make it,” she said softly now cupping her wet mounds and holding them towards me like an offering. Then reaching for the soap, rubbing it into the shower puff she pulled from the water and for good measure adding a squirt of showergell,she began to run it up and down her arms and across her chest.