I was getting hot and Jon was about to get a show. Taking the shea butter soap, I lathered up the front of my body. Using only my hands I worked it in... in a sensual way. The slippery nature of the soap made it fun to play with my breasts. Gathering them in my hands from underneath, squeezing them, pinching the hard nipples and lifting the ends by pulling on them. This made Jon stop occasionally while brushing his teeth. I acted like this was something I did in every shower, glancing his way in. Her soft hair fell on his face as she cut his food. Her breasts pushed softly on his back sending a warm rush through both their bodies. Michelle had feelings running through her body like nothing she had ever known before. She felt like she was needed and wanted by her new friend. She felt like a woman not just a play toy. Her arms hugged him tighter pulling his body, hers. Michelle closed her eyes as she felt his warm body on hers. Her breathing became harder, faster. She dropped the knife on. "Hey, babe?" Emily asked as she concentrated on the TV. "How about a beerfor us girls?" Of course Honey," Stephen said and he hurried off to the kitchen beforereturning with two glasses of beer."Thanks babe," Emily said. She pulled Stephen close to her and gave him apassionate kiss which took his breath away.After breaking away from the kiss Stephen giggled and then announced thathe and Richard would get started on dinner. Emily nodded and gave Stephena little slap on his behind as he turned. ‘Make yourself comfortable while I change,’ she had told me. I had sat down on the couch watching as she ascended the stairs up to her bedroom. I sat there patiently waiting for her return. Five minutes, and then ten. Now anxious, I stood up calling out to her. ‘Carol?’ I moved over to stand at the landing at the bottom of the stairs, once again calling up to her. ‘Carol? You ready yet?’ Still no response. Now nervous without any real reason to be, I hurriedly climbed up the stairs myself..