Downfall/In the shower cabin
From Create Your Own Story
Kirsten sits down on the edge of the tub, legs to the outside. You shake your head. "If we do it like that, I'll have to clean the mess afterwards. No way, Jose. Go into the shower."
"You seem to mix who's to be in charge," Kirsten mocks you, but she stands up and heads for the shower cabin. After inspecting it, she pulls her t-shirt over her head, arms crossed. She gets on her toes while doing it, accentuating her butt. She throws the t-shirt over her shoulder on the floor.
"What's that?" you ask.
"You can pick it up later, Debs." Kirsten reaches behind her and opens the clasp of her bra.
"No, I mean - why are you stripping?"
"Why do you think, you doofus? My stuff's going to get wet in the shower, won't it? She slides the bra straps off her shoulders. The garment falls down where she stands. Hmm... you didn't think things through when you opted for the shower cabin. Kirsten's clothes are not the only clothes that are going to get wet in there. Sighing, you take off your own shorts. The t-shirt needs a washing anyway, so screw that.
You follow Kirsten into the shower. You manipulate the armature until the water is set to a mild temperature. Kirsten wets her legs and steps aside. You apply shaving cream to the lower half of her left leg and start shaving. You tend to the knee as a separate step before continuing with the thigh. The outside, front and back bit are easy; the inside of her thigh proves to be difficult. There is not enough room to maneuver the razor properly, so you tell Kirsten to spread her legs. She chuckles.
"The last time someone told me to do that was a bit more satisfactory," she says. You can't help but laugh.
You turn to the other leg and are finally done. "Let me check the backside once more." Kirsten turns around. You slap her butt and ignore her protests. "There - finished."
You get out of the shower. The first thing you do is to get out of your dripping wet shirt and panties which you wash in the sink. In the mirror above, Kirsten steps under the water jet. She is taller than you, with long legs and larger breasts. She notices your view.
"While you are at it, wash mine, too, Debs," she says. Yeah, what a surprise. You finish the laundry while Kirsten finishes up and goes back to the main room.
After your own refreshing shower, you take the clothes outside to dry. The temperatures are still high; the clothes will be dry by tomorrow morning. You get back inside. Kirsten lies stretched out on the bed on her stomach, reading a travel guide.
"Are we done?" you ask.
"Yes, unless you mind me sleeping in the nude. Then you have to get me underwear."
You let yourself fall on the bed. Phew. Kirsten let you off the hook easily for today. "I don't mind, I'll sleep naked myself with these temperatures. By the way - I want a re-bet tomorrow."
Kirsten looks up from her book. "Sure; I will appreciate the opportunity to enslave you for another day."
"Tchh. I'll crush you, measly earthling. What are you looking at?"
"A few places we might go to tomorrow. Unless mom has something else in mind."
"We?"
"Of course. How would I make best use of your service if you aren't around?"
You slip under the light summer blanket and let Kirsten drone on. The journey was tiresome, and soon you drift to sleep.
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| State of Clothing | naked |
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| Surroundings | Share room with Kirsten | |
