Chapter 56

Brent swung his legs out of the bed and onto the floor. Emma came up behind him, pressing her soft globes against his back as she threw an arm around his neck with her other one groping his chest.

She squeezed hard and sighed deeply into his ear.

“Alllrrriiigghhttt, I know you need to be at work this morning. Go hop in the shower while I feed Bruiser,” Emma said.

“I can feed-” Brent started to say as he stood. Emma silenced him with a slap to the ass.

“Uh, uh. Remember, my house, my rules. Go wash,” she said firmly, pointing in the direction of the bathroom.

Brent cupped one ass cheek as he kissed her quickly before heading to the bathroom. Emma went, nude, to the kitchen.

As Brent turned on the shower and waited for it to warm, he heard the distinctive sound of kibble pouring into a metal bowl which clinked against the kitchen’s tile floor.

He stepped into the stream of water and began soaping himself. As he did so, he reflected on the night before, and that morning.

Emma was amazing. While he’d been with Andrea, he had never even considered life without her, let alone with another woman. Now though, he found himself fantasizing about how things might be.

He was massaging the shampoo into his scalp as he pictured Emma, nude on all fours above him, when he was startled by the real-life Emma pushing into the shower behind him. He nearly jumped out of his skin as he turned towards her.

“Easy, boy. Keep washing that hair of yours. I’m only here to help clean the rest,” she said.

She took the bar of soap from the little shelf built into the wall and lathered up her hands as Brent returned to his hair.

Emma’s soapy hands massaged Brent’s back first, using her thumbs to push hard into the muscles. Her hands worked their way down to his lower back, waist, and finally ass cheeks. All the while, her wet boobs were squished against him.

Squeezing his cheeks hard, her slippery hands slid into his ass crack and brushed his asshole causing him to clench tight. Emma liked making him do that.

She soaped up again, now moving to his front. She made sure to keep her body pressed against him as she moved, though that wasn’t hard to do in the small shower.

She cleaned his chest, playing with his nipples for a few moments. He gasped at the touch, surprised by how sensitive they were. He had never played with them himself, nor had Amdrea. Emma was surprised by the reaction as well and made a mental note of it.

Her soapy hands worked down to his crotch next, working her fingers over his soft member with one hand while rolling his balls in her hand in the other.

She spent entirely too long on his crotch to be considered cleaning but he didn’t mind. Having cum so recently, he stayed flaccid but the toying- sorry, “washing” - felt good nonetheless.