He could picture his wet hair balanced on top of his head as he massaged his scalp with jets of foam jostling through his petite fingers, then let the...lathered mass drop over his soft white shoulders. He cleansed his body with a scented body wash, tracing soapy fingers around the curves of his torso. He rinsed in clear water, letting it drip along his flanks. He watched in wonder as tiny clear bubbles formed on the surface of his flesh. He reached for the thick white bath towel, its soft folds. We have to hangout for late night dinner or we have to drink all night by sharing different moments or we have to do something childish or what do I say…Mom: why we came here, obviously for enjoying the place and anything, now you are a big boy and be mature not act like a child. These are teenage acts ,now you are of 31 , it doesn’t suits you…Me : I keep quiet for a moment and then say okWe have 15 mins round about pin drop silence and then mom saidMom: why you make such face??Me : mom , we. I roll my eyes at his warning that my mom will be back soon and I shouldn't dawdle. Does he know nothing about a woman getting ready for a night out? Like mom would just get back in the car after a long working day without a shower or anything.I throw the robe on the bed when he leaves, and I can't help rubbing my fingers over my hardened nipples. Not thinking about anyone in particular when the little tremor of pleasure goes through my body.I try to be as quick as I can as I pull on one of my. I believe that she actually wants to do it but she can't bring herself to agree. I decided to help her and myself for our 30th anniversary, I put together an elaborate plan to get her to try something a little different. It took me nearly a month to plan, and it was very risky, but the possible reward was worth it. If things backfired, I'd surely piss off my wife on our anniversary but I doubted we would wind up divorced. But if things went well, our sex life would change forever.As our day.