Chapter 12: Bright Pink Thong

As I washed both of her legs, I was afforded a close-up view. Granted, the view was somewhat obscured by her recent growth of hair, straight and black, but I could still see a little ... the delicate lips looking oh so small. I could only imagine how tight she would be. And, I could only imagine the heat that was brewing within, my warm breath painting a haze of erotic mist across her crotch.

I moved, reluctantly, upwards, but them remembered that I’d get to do some additional teas ... er, cleaning, as her breasts again came into view.

I decided to take a different approach and discarded the large sponge in favor of something different ... gloves! These were specially made gloves, the inside a thin but strong rubber compound, while the exterior was made up of a combination of small but strong bumps for cleaning power, interspersed with soft, spongy materials for suds retention. I put two of them on, applied more body wash, and then returned to her. My hands began caressing her body, her sides first, then her taut belly, all the while rubbing and applying varying amounts of pressure with my fingers. Think of it as an erotic massage but one that was cleaning at the same time.