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Subject: {ASSM} Story: The Escort Agency Girl's Bath Time
Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2000 00:10:10 -0500
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The Escort Agency Girl's Bath Time
(c)2000-GimmiPorn@mystacy.freeserve.co.uk

In the summer of 1999, i rented out my spare bedroom to a girl my brother
knew from work. I say 'girl', even though she was in her mid 20's. She was
a young woman, but was small for her age, only being a size 10 dress. This
all came about as her and her boyfriend had a row over money, and how she
wasn't paying her way, due to the low wages she was getting from her job,
plus a few other problems they'd been having aswell. So, he had kicked her
out of the flat they shared, and she needed somewhere to stay until she got
sorted out. So, for a couple of months, my spare room became her room. She
quit the low paying job, and signed up with an escort agency - as the money
was better there, and so was able to pay me the rent, and pay off what she
owed others.
The escort agency work was easy money for her, as she could earn in one
night what she used to make in a week at the old place, plus more on top,
depending on how many clients she had a night. She worked most evenings,
and often didn't get home until 6 or 7 in the morning. Now obviously being
an escort girl wasn't just a case of hiring a pretty girl to spend the
evening with, there were extra services clients wanted too, So you can
guess what that entailed.
She always liked to have a bath a couple of hours before going out, so she
smelt nice for the clients, and would have another bath shortly after
getting home, obviously to clean herself up after a good night out.
This morning ritual used to drive me wild, as i often woke up about the
same time she got in, and as i lay in my bed, i could hear her running the
bath, mainly due to the thin walls.
I could hear when she added the bubble-bath liquid, as there was a change
in the sound of the water as it fell into the bath. Then she'd go into her
room, and i could hear kick her shoes off and then start to unzip her dress
and let it fall to the floor, my cock starting to harden at the thought of
her standing in the next bedroom with just her underwear on.
So with the sounds i could hear, and the mental images i was creating for
myself, It was no time at all before i had a tent-pole under the sheets.
Obviously this needed some attention, so i stroked it gently while still
listening to what was happening in the next room.
By now she had removed her underwear and wrapped a towel around her and i
heard her bedroom door open as she headed back to the bathroom. Where the
water was still running, filling the bath with a nice foamy topping as the
water and bubble-bath mixed together.
I heard her shut the bathroom door, and then turn both the taps off, as the
bath was full enough now. The sounds now being dulled a little by the shut
door, i could hear as she opened her toiletry bag and took her soap,
shampoo and razor out and put them on the side of the bath ready for when
they were needed. I could imagine her removing the towel and folding it
neatly over the towel rack on the wall, while she stood there in all her
naked glory, her small pert breasts standing outwards from her slender
frame, and her bald pussy exposed to the air. (She had told me in a
previous conversation we had, that she shaved down there)
I was still stroking my rod as i pictured what was taking place in the
bathroom. She got into the bath, as i could hear the water splash against
the sides of the bath as she submerged her body into the warm relaxing
water. I could feel that i was starting to cum already, and was soon ready
to let loose my first load of the day.
As i lay there listening to her rinse her hair, using the jug to pour the
warm water over her head and body, my erection building up again, and i was
soon almost ready for another load. The sound of her rubbing the shampoo
into her hair and scalp, working up a nice lather on her long red-dyed
hair, and then washing it off again with the jug of water causing the water
to splash over her body and back into the bath again.
Repeating this over again, as she took a few more scoops with the water
jug, and thoroughly rinsing the soapy residue from her head. I could
picture how the water was flowing down her body, over her breasts, and down
her back, and that's when i first came.
I then listened to her as she soaped up her arms and body i could imagine
it was my hands that were caressing the soapy lather over her body and
arms. My cock throbbing at the thought of this, while i stroked the bulging
shaft.
She then started to wash off the lather with the jug full of water, and
again, i could just picture the water running down her smooth back, aswell
as down her front, over her breasts and down between them, imagining how
her nipples looked with beads of water dripping off the end of them. I came
again, my goo making my hand even more sticky, not to mention what the
sheets now looked like.
Now finished, she got out of the bath and i could hear the water splashing
about, filling the void left by the removal of her body from the volume of
water. I lay there thinking about how she most probably looked standing
there in my bathroom, dripping wet, with beads of water dripping from her
hair onto her body and, following gravity, rolling down her naked body
until it either dropped off the cheeks of her bottom, or reached her bare
pussy, or carried on to trickle down her lovely thin legs before finding
the soft carpet under her feet.
I could hear her towelling herself dry all over, wishing i could be that
towel, drying every crease and crevice of her slender frame. Starting to
get hard again, wishing that i could have her for real instead of just the
fantasy i was creating for myself.
She had finished drying herself off, and then reached over to pull the plug
out of the bath, so the used water could drain away. I then heard the
bathroom door open as she came out wrapped in the towel, and headed back to
her bedroom, where she dried her hair with her hairdryer, before putting
her nightdress on, and climbing into her bed.
I thought this would be a safe point to leave my bedroom and head to the
bathroom to clean myself up briefly with a dampened towel before i had to
go and get ready to leave for work.
Most mornings were like this, and they were just a small part of a couple
of the most enjoyable months i've had. She patched things up with her
boyfriend, and moved back in with him. I have seen her, in passing, a
couple of times since, but i will always remember the escort agency girl's
bath time.

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