Soapy seduction Stories

“Why don’t I have any water?” I yelled at the man holding a wrench in my backyard. He didn’t respond right away—not that he didn’t have an answer, I assumed, but because he was gawking at my naked body, still lathered up from my interrupted shower. I had just finished soaping up my entire torso in the shower—it’s a bathing ritual I love, letting my expensive, perfumed body soap soak into my wet skin while the water is off...