Downfall/You use the shower first 3
From Create Your Own Story
The hotel provides shower gel and shampoo as well as a toothbrush and toothpaste. At least your hygienic needs are taken care of. You undress and enter the shower. Washing the sweat and dirt of the day away feels great. You shampoo your hair and quickly wash yourself. After brushing your teeth, you take your clothes and return to the bedroom. Julianne stands up. She looks at your tits first, you notice, then her eyes wander down to your crotch, only for a second, but noticeable. You don't mind. You throw your clothes over a chair. Your panties miss and fall on the ground.
"Sweetie, wash your underwear," Julianne says. "They'll dry by tomorrow."
She's right; why didn't you think of that yourself? You follow Julianne into the bathroom. Without hesitation, Julianne strips down. Her slim figure is similar to yours. She has small breasts; where yours are perfectly round, hers are more pointed. Her nipples are bigger than yours and point slightly upwards. Her pussy is completely shaven like yours. She enters the shower. You wash your panties with the hotel soap, and, while you are at it, wash your mother's string as well. You wring out the undergarments and hang them over the rack, then leave the bathroom and hop on the bed. You pull the light blanket over your hips and roll on your side. The shower dies down. Shortly after, you hear the bathroom door open. Footsteps; the lights go out; footsteps again, and then Julianne's weight on the mattress.
"Good night, mum," you say.
"Night, sweetie. Sleep tight."
In an impulse, you crawl closer to her side and give your mother a hug. Although both of you are naked, she pulls you to her chest and returns the hug. After that, you lie next to her, hip to hip, your chest partly on her belly, your cheek on her blade bone. Feeling secure and sheltered, you feel free to ask your mum about a story from her 'wild times'.
Julianne sighs."Oh, I shall regret the day I told you about this, shall I?" You mutter something, and Julianne laughs. "All right then; I should have known not to tease you and expect you to forget about it.One night when your grandparents were away, I thought it would be a great idea to go skinny dipping in the pool."
"When did Grandpa's house have a pool?" you ask.
"No, they never had a pool. The next-next door neighbors have a pool."
"The Henessies? Oh, yes."
"Well, yes. The garden fences were just as low as they are now; they were easy to climb over. The Henessies were away as well, only the neighbors next door were home. And I was young enough - that means foolish enough - not to think of the consequences. I just wanted to have a swim, so I went over there. Naked." Your facial expression must have been a sight to behold, as Julianne laughs again. "I told you."
"You didn't undress at the pool? I can't believe it."
"In hindsight, it was a stupid idea. But sometimes, you don't think things through. Right?" She winks at you. "I didn't think much about it until a squad car pulled over at the front. Someone heard the splashing and called the cops. Believe me, I was out of the pool and over the fence in world record time. And guess what?"
"What?"
"When I got to our house, the back door was closed. The door snapped shut, and I was outside, stark naked."
"Noooooo."
"Oh yes. I had my window open - thank god for that - but the ladder was in the garage. And to get into the garage, I had to wait until the cops finished their inspection. The longest five minutes of my entire life. Ever since I-"
"Ever since what?"
Julianne shakes her head. "No no no. Nothing, sweetie. Just learn the lesson from the story, will you?"
Those are the last words you remember before falling asleep.
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| State of Clothing | naked |
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| Surroundings | Share room with Julianne | |
