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Next day, we were back to our professional
personas for the surgical demonstration. Charles loved being the center of
attention, as ever, and milked it for all it was worth, but hey, he was
entitled. He had done a brilliant job. But I noticed he credited BJ’s
work in the original operation too, and tucked that one away to tell BJ when we
got back, though I wasn’t sure he’d believe me!
There were questions to answer and a lunch
to eat, then Charles wanted to go check on his patient. So it was late
afternoon by the time we’d finished at the hospital, and we tried not to look
as though we were in a rush as we hurried back to his rooms, anxious to not
waste a second more of the precious time we still had in a place with real walls
and a real bed.
When we reached his suite, I turned on the
taps of that vast bath, shucked off my uniform and hung it in the big
double-wardrobe in the bedroom, while Charles locked the door, closed the
curtains, switched on the bedside lamp and began to take off his own clothes.
“Hope you like bubble-bath,” I teased, leading the way into the bathroom and
sliding into the warm soapy water. “Want your back scrubbed?”
“And the rest of me too!” he smirked,
easing in behind me and skimming soapy fingers over my shoulders. “All in good
time though.”
I leaned back against him, relishing the
gentle circling motions of his hands as they slid from my shoulders down my
arms, and then across my front. I could feel his erection pressing against my
spine and I reached back to fondle it while he caressed my breasts.
There was soap in a little dish on the
marble shelf at the side of the tub, and Charles reached for it and began to
run it up and down my abdomen, starting just under my ribcage and gliding it
lower and lower with each sensuous stroke. I let go of his cock so that I could
put my arms up behind his neck, and I slid a little lower in the water,
giggling a little as he put the soap aside and started to massage the suds over
me. When he hit the right spot it tickled, and he knew it, teasing me by moving
his hands from my breasts to my sides and back, circling his fingers round my
belly-button and then… oh, slowly, slowly!... slipping lower. I rested my head
back against his wet shoulder and nuzzled his neck, licking the skin just below
his ear which always drove him crazy. Water sloshed and I felt his arms tighten
around me as he lifted me up slightly so that he could push his erection
underneath me. I spread my legs either side of his and held onto his wrists, helping
his hands move down between our thighs. His fingers began to play me, dipping
into me, tweaking my button, caressing my moist folds and pressing them against
his hard length. I rubbed my back against his chest, pushing my shoulder-blades
against his nipples, savoring the sensation of his rough, damp hair scratching
against my skin.
I wanted to make sure he had a good time
too though, so I pushed his hands away, retrieved the soap from where he’d left
it, and turned around to face him. I slipped my legs around him over his thighs
so that I could lather his chest and reach around him to carry out my promise
of scrubbing his back. Then, with the opportunity too good to waste, I soaped
my hands and reached down between us to grasp his cock, alternating hands to
start at the base and slide right to the tip. Charles sucked in short, sharp
breaths, his hands sliding over me from neck to breast, shoulder to hip, and I
shifted slightly so as to get a better hold on him with my right hand. I began
to stroke him faster and harder. Charles’ breathing got noisier, and he laid
his head back against the edge of the bath as I worked to bring him off. When I
ran the fingers of my left hand gently up the inside of his thigh, I felt his
muscles tighten and redoubled my efforts. His body spasmed, and I felt his cock
twitch and jerk under my hand as he came, sending spurts of creamy fluid to
mingle with the foam on his belly and chest.
Dipping a hand into the water, I sloshed it
over him and slid my hand down his wet torso.
I’d been right to think this bath would be
more fun with the both of us in it, that’s for sure!
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