I did not mind at all and invited her in. She took the soap and lathered her amazing body. She told me to turn around and lather up my back, ass, an... legs. She reached her hand between my ass cheeks and played with my asshole a bit with one hand and reached around and stroked my hard cock with her other hand. After a few moments she turned me around and rubbed her huge soapy tits on my chest. She lathered up her hand and gave her bald pussy a good cleaning. We both rinsed off, dried off. A half eaten pizza lay in a box beside her along with several bags of left-over entrée’s she rescued from their apparent demise in the dumpster. Anna began to babble of her day and her dreams until I stood her up and hugged her with all the love that welled up within. As we withdrew, a silent tear graced her cheek, and words were lost. Staggering into the shower, I began to lather my aching limbs, unaware that she had disrobed and snuck in to the steaming refuge behind me. Her gentle hands. It was probably the size of a coke can and seemed to look right in on a stall on the other side of the wall. There were two hooks to the side of the hole and I noticed a toilet paper holder sitting on the floor near my feet. I looked at the holder and holes on it and then lifted it up putting it back up and it covered the hole. I wondered why someone had taken it down and not put it up and curiously took it back down and looked through the hole. I looked through the hole and could see the. You should consider going a little racier at work, too - who'll know other than you? Oh, and me." ... and possibly Mayor Hasn't-Seen-His-Toes-In-A-Decade.She thought about it - undoubtedly taking into account how wonderful and natural it suddenly felt to wear something sexier - my clear approval was merely icing on the cake. "I think I'll do that!" Good - it will make me feel closer to you that it will be our little secret."I could only assume her frown had to do with who else would be.