Lady2USEhumiliatedCUMtarget
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2016
Sara was cold as she got out of the shower, looking for a towel. Her eyes traveled to her husband body, undressed, ready to get in the shower next. She looked over his naked body as his eyes enjoyed hers even more. His average height, weight, and cock size was not why she was with him, not that she cared about looks that much. But he was so romantic, passionate and open with her. She felt so connected to him, if she had not been so tired from all the moving in quickly, so the guys could get the truck back in time, she would have waited to shower with him. They gave each other a kiss in passing, Mike made it last longer as his hands moved to feel her firm little heart shaped ass, the other on her very firm round breast, both wet with water dripping going down her skin, and goose bumps from the cold wet uncovered skin.
She pulled away, still cold, even warmed up by his touch, to look for a towel, which is when he walked into the shower. She looked around with nothing set up in the house, she pranced out holding her breasts as she looking in their bedroom but the boxes were stacked to the ceiling and the labels were most not facing out. Still dripping water on the smooth hard wood floors made her walk slower, down the hall and into the living room. She was looked at the boxes lined all along the walls, again stacked mostly to the ceiling with the labels facing the wall, quickly in a rush by her husbands buddies.
Even as her body felt the coolness of the air in the living room, she didn't rush. She was quite tipsy from the few drinks she started when the lifting got to heavy, and she just watched her husbands more hunky buddies, with their shirts off, sweating on their well muscled bodies. She had never been with another guy besides her husband, but she looked at their bodies because there was no harm in that. She was looking forward to cuddling up with her man on the mattress, even if it was on the floor in the middle of the living room. It was the last thing on the truck and the only place with room left was the middle of the living room, butt up against a group of boxes blocking sight of the hallway hidden behind.
She then thought as she looked for a towel, beside looking for clothes, she needed to find sheets for the bed that night as well. She felt she would have to wait for her husband to finish his shower to look for the right boxes, but she needed a towel to dry off and so would her husband. Looking around the living room, she saw one, sandwiched between two pieces of glass, to protect them from each other. She pulled back the outer one, to pull the small towel free, before carefully letting the two pieces kiss each other lightly. Holding up the little towel, which wasn't that big at all, she started to use it to dry off her body. Not being full sized, it took a little longer to get the water droplets off her smooth naked body. Once she had her body mostly dry, she moved the small damp towel up to her wet hair, as it kept dripping water down her body. With her hands up in the air as she dried her hair, standing naked, she looked like a model just missing heels, as her posture left her breasts looking even firmer as her chest was pressed out slightly a bit more.
She was looking around the room still, looking for boxes labeled with 'clothes' on the outside. Before she got in the shower, she had put both her and her husbands clothes into the washer, as they were soaked with water from the rain and sweat, as well as dirty from the move. While she was deep in thought in her tipsy brain, she heard a knock on the door, "pizza delivery!" She was shocked, she knew her husband ordered pizza for them while she was in the shower, her eyes were opened wide as she frantically searched for something to wear to the door. It was way too soon, she thought to herself, but she heard the guys voice. She was being much more aggressive, drying her hair, while running to boxes she could reach, and just randomly opening those few boxes looking for clothes, towels, even a sheet. But each box was nothing that would help, it was her husbands tools, video games, electrical cables, extension cords, kitchen tools, plates and other things she didn't need at that time. It was as if she found everything that she couldn't use and what she needed was deeply berried. She was too tipsy to think of her naked body being on display if the driver looked in either of the two tall, thin windows on either side of the door, with no shades or blinds on them.
She heard another knock at the door and she quickly yelled, "just a minute!" She quickly pulled the towel off her head to see how much it covered. She could either get it barely around her body, and only cover her top or bottom. Otherwise, just to cover her front, barely covered her small hard pink nipples and areolas on both breasts, and just covered up her clean shaven pussy. It left most of her breasts exposed on top and the sides, as well as all of her legs, thighs and sides, with her whole backside totally naked.
She pulled away, still cold, even warmed up by his touch, to look for a towel, which is when he walked into the shower. She looked around with nothing set up in the house, she pranced out holding her breasts as she looking in their bedroom but the boxes were stacked to the ceiling and the labels were most not facing out. Still dripping water on the smooth hard wood floors made her walk slower, down the hall and into the living room. She was looked at the boxes lined all along the walls, again stacked mostly to the ceiling with the labels facing the wall, quickly in a rush by her husbands buddies.
Even as her body felt the coolness of the air in the living room, she didn't rush. She was quite tipsy from the few drinks she started when the lifting got to heavy, and she just watched her husbands more hunky buddies, with their shirts off, sweating on their well muscled bodies. She had never been with another guy besides her husband, but she looked at their bodies because there was no harm in that. She was looking forward to cuddling up with her man on the mattress, even if it was on the floor in the middle of the living room. It was the last thing on the truck and the only place with room left was the middle of the living room, butt up against a group of boxes blocking sight of the hallway hidden behind.
She then thought as she looked for a towel, beside looking for clothes, she needed to find sheets for the bed that night as well. She felt she would have to wait for her husband to finish his shower to look for the right boxes, but she needed a towel to dry off and so would her husband. Looking around the living room, she saw one, sandwiched between two pieces of glass, to protect them from each other. She pulled back the outer one, to pull the small towel free, before carefully letting the two pieces kiss each other lightly. Holding up the little towel, which wasn't that big at all, she started to use it to dry off her body. Not being full sized, it took a little longer to get the water droplets off her smooth naked body. Once she had her body mostly dry, she moved the small damp towel up to her wet hair, as it kept dripping water down her body. With her hands up in the air as she dried her hair, standing naked, she looked like a model just missing heels, as her posture left her breasts looking even firmer as her chest was pressed out slightly a bit more.
She was looking around the room still, looking for boxes labeled with 'clothes' on the outside. Before she got in the shower, she had put both her and her husbands clothes into the washer, as they were soaked with water from the rain and sweat, as well as dirty from the move. While she was deep in thought in her tipsy brain, she heard a knock on the door, "pizza delivery!" She was shocked, she knew her husband ordered pizza for them while she was in the shower, her eyes were opened wide as she frantically searched for something to wear to the door. It was way too soon, she thought to herself, but she heard the guys voice. She was being much more aggressive, drying her hair, while running to boxes she could reach, and just randomly opening those few boxes looking for clothes, towels, even a sheet. But each box was nothing that would help, it was her husbands tools, video games, electrical cables, extension cords, kitchen tools, plates and other things she didn't need at that time. It was as if she found everything that she couldn't use and what she needed was deeply berried. She was too tipsy to think of her naked body being on display if the driver looked in either of the two tall, thin windows on either side of the door, with no shades or blinds on them.
She heard another knock at the door and she quickly yelled, "just a minute!" She quickly pulled the towel off her head to see how much it covered. She could either get it barely around her body, and only cover her top or bottom. Otherwise, just to cover her front, barely covered her small hard pink nipples and areolas on both breasts, and just covered up her clean shaven pussy. It left most of her breasts exposed on top and the sides, as well as all of her legs, thighs and sides, with her whole backside totally naked.