The inn’s owner brought so buckets, towels, and she poured heated water into them. We didn’t have a proper bathroom to wash ourselves, so for now this was the best that we had.
"All set, so we can start." She said to while putting the buckets on the floor. "Please take off your clothes."
I did as she said and stripped naked in front of her. Sarah was seated on the floor, at the sa height as my waist, and she flushed at the sight of my mber.
"Sit down as well, so I can wash your body." She said in an embarrassed voice.
"You’ll clean while still dressed?" I asked her. "You’ll soak your own clothes."
"Yeah, you’re right." She was still embarrassed, but she overca this feeling and started to remove her clothes.
She removed her black shirt, exposing her big breasts and her small pink nipples. As she removed her tiny brown shorts, she revealed her large ass and her shaved genitals.
She was still nervous about the intimacy, so she tried to cover her sex with her hands.
"S-So let’s start." She said with a tremulous voice.
She really was tense about her first ti, but she still wanted to go through with it anyway. Facing her determination, I decided to make this a night to rember.
Sarah decided to start with my back, but when she saw it, she froze. She stared at my back for a while and then caressed right in the middle of my spine.
"Sarah!" I reacted to the shock.
"Sorry, I was just your... does this hurt?" She asked with concern in her voice.
"Oh, that? Don’t worry. My tattoos are old, so I got used to it." I said, trying to make her not think about my scars. "It just tickles from ti to ti, to make rember it’s there."
She didn’t respond to ; she just stayed silent. I was about to glance at her face, but she started to clean my back. Her thin fingers held my arm with one hand while she rubbed with a towel with the other.
While she was finishing cleaning my back, she started to rub my arms, starting with my shoulder. That was when her mounds touched my skin.
"Your skin is rough. It is so different from mine." She said while caressing my muscles, her soft breasts pressing against .
"All done here, now it’s ti to clean your front." She smiled at .
"Ok..." I said, trying to concentrate.
"Sothing wrong?" She noticed that I was gasping.
"Not really." I just said, but in my mind I was just repeating a mantra. ’I have to keep it low, and complete the mission. I have to keep it low, and complete the mission...’
There wasn’t anything wrong. It was only natural that a healthy young man would have an erection in a situation like this. It wasn’t fully grown, but I could feel my blood accumulating in my shaft, and it was getting harder.
’Goddamn mission! Goddamn Freya!’ I silently cursed, hoping that my anger would suppress my lust.
Sarah positioned herself in front of with her bodysuit. Her beautiful breasts were shaking as she rubbed the towel on my chest. Her soft mounds jiggle at every move, as if they were made of pudding.
She noticed that I was looking at her lons, but she didn’t complain. I was expecting a ’What you’re looking at, you pervert?’ But she didn’t say a word. She focused on her job.
As she was cleaning , her eyes lowered down to my waist.
"Eh?" She let out a surprised sound when she saw my erect cock. Her cheeks got all red, but she didn’t avoid looking at my organ with curiosity.
"So this is a man’s dick." She said while moving her face close to my dick. Too close. At that range I could feel her breathing on my at sword.
I had to breathe deeply to suppress my instinct right now. ’The things I do for a mission.’
"Sarah, about my cleaning..." I said, trying to make her stop looking at my friend down there.
"Eh? Sorry, I lost focus, haha..." She said, trying to pretend she wasn’t srized by the view. "Now I just have to wash your hair."
She subrged the back of my head into one of the buckets with the colorless liquid. The water wasn’t boiling hot, but it was pleasantly warm. This, plus Sarah stroking my head with delicacy, made very happy. I could stay there forever.
"You are having fun, aren’t you?" Sarah asked in a grumpy tone.
"Damn right I am." I responded in a happy, indestructible mood. "Hot water bath while the best girl in the world massages my head. Why wouldn’t I be happy?"
"I would like to keep doing that, for you to praise more, but I’m done." She said, without remorse for killing my spa in heaven. "It was a good bath?"
"Y-Yeah." I said, trying to know what she was going to say.
"Then you should repay the favor. I’m in your care now." She said with her typical petulant tone. "You can start with my back."
"Don’t worry. I’ll repay the favor." I said, with a malicious smile on my face.
I positioned myself behind her back, grabbed her shoulder to start rubbing her smooth skin. While one of my hands did the cleaning part, the other was repaying the favor, but my movents weren’t delicate like Sarah’s.
"Ahn!" Sarah reacted to my rubbing technique.
My free hand wandered around Sarah’s arm, provoking her skin with my touch.
"Rick, what do you...?" She tried to ask.
"Ahm? I can’t hear you. I’m very busy right now." I cut her question right in the middle.
I took a mont to admire the view of Sarah’s back. From top to bottom, her female shape had a perfect proportion. Her arms were thin, she had a slim waist and a big butt in the end. And I took the opportunity to walk through the delicacy of her skin while washing her back.
"Hmm..." She was trying to suppress her voice.
"Am I doing it correctly, Sarah?" I asked her, with the politeness of a servant.
"Y-Yes, y-you’re doing it right." She said with a trembling voice. "You don’t need to stay behind anymore, you should wash in the front."
"I don’t see why I should do both." I said.
"Eh? W-Wait!" She said as I moved, but it was too late.
My free hand was holding Sarah by her soft tummy, while the towel was going for her mounds. There was just a piece of fabric between my hand and her right boob, but I could feel the texture of her chest and a small little tip in the middle. As I caressed her breast, it shook with pleasure in my hand.
"Ahn~" Sarah couldn’t control herself and started moaning.
"You’re having fun, don’t you?" I asked wryly.
"Rick... stop..." She was trying to say with a ragged voice.
"Stop? But we are just starting." I told her with excitent in my words.
"I know that... but your dick... is poking ." She finally explained to .
She was right. Only at that mont did I notice that my mber was rubbing against her back.
"But we finished the bath. I finished cleaning your front at this point." I explained to her why we would go directly to the fun part.
"You still have to wash my hair, rember." Sarah said, finally recovering her breathing.
’Damn, she is right. If I continued rubbing her, I could cum and throw away the mission!’ I sighed deeply. ’I waited for so long, but I will endure until the very end.’
"Ok, Sarah. Let’s wash your hair." I said calmly.
"But no funny business with it, got it?" She said accusingly.
"Don’t worry about that. I was just... repaying the favor." I said, smiling.
"You...!" She responded angrily.
"So you didn’t like it?" I asked her.
"Hmm, it’s not that I didn’t like it, but... Ah! Forgot!" She couldn’t admit that I was a good lover, but I knew that I won that ti.
Sarah released her hair from the ponytail. It was beautiful hair. It was like a waterfall of red strands. A cascade of red flas that descended a little far below her shoulders.
I carefully massaged her scalp, my fingers getting intertwined with her red threads.
"All done." I said with a smile as I finally accomplished my mission.
"How do I look?" Sarah asked , genuinely wanting to know my answer. But I froze where I stood. Watching Sarah with half-wet hair right after bed was too much for my sight.
"Rick?" She asked , trying to understand why I was paralyzed.
"Sarah..." I said, trying to keep my composure.
"Yes."
"Our bath is over, right?" I asked, still holding my natural instinct.
"I think so– Whah!" Sarah startled as I threw her onto her bed.
"So I don’t need to hold myself anymore."
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