"I just need to piss," she said, and I finally mustered up the courage to reply: "Go ahead." Are you getting in the shower?" After it warms up." Well,...what are you going to do while I'm on the toilet?"More courage: "Watch you." Oh yeah?" It seems only fair." Why's that?" Well, you've seen me naked numerous times. You've even seen me fucking your roommate, in flagrante delicto as it were. Yet I've never even seen your breasts." Do you want to see them?" Yes."She pulled her pink t-shirt over her. I put everything back in her gym bag and drove back to work. I walked in to the offices and saw his wife and gave her a HUGE smile, little did she know I had her pussy scent all over my nose still, I handed her the keys and said Thank you. Well 30 minutes went by and I walked passed her office and saw her gym bag next to her desk. We both looked at her gym bag and made eye contact, I grinned as she nodded her head with a little smile. I was so nervous. Later in the day we ran into each other in. She hated confrontation. But I had learned. A leader needed to be strong. Even when her instincts screamed at her to be weak. She had to project strength and confidence. She had to appear in charge.Because then she would be.I raised my arms before me. The snowballs pelted my body hard. Snow exploded around me. A wash of fine white crashed into my face, clung to my hair. I spluttered, shaking my head, and charged forward, screeching like a warrior, my big futa-cock bouncing before me.The fey’s. . CUUUUUT!!!”The red light on the camera clicked off, and the two people mid-sex act in the bath relaxed their shoulders. The woman kicked off her heels and slid down into the glitter-laced bubbles of the lukewarm water, washing the spunk off her face, not caring that her fake lashes were completely wonky.“Jesus Christ, any longer in those heels and I was gonna have to get my toes amputated. Don’t even get me started on these duck nails up my vag. Who wrote this scene again?”The man detached.