One of my routines on my lonely nights when I’m not going out is to take a bubble bath. Cliche, I know! But how relaxing is it to sit in a tub of warm, soapy water? Maybe some nice Epsom salt with some herbs or tea leaves. Sitting alone, in a nice dim room. So calming, for the body and mind. I’ll tell you about these baths so you can imagine how relaxed I must feel after soaking. Just for you! Of course, first, I take off my clothes.
I turn the water to the tub on.
Making sure it is nice and hot, steaming my bathroom up. I add my salts and soaps, letting the bubbles rise. Waiting for the tub to fill, I light my candles. Finally, everything is in place. I turn the tap off, and step over the edge to test the water with my toes. Slowly edging myself in, so I can savour the moment. I lay down, allowing the bubbles to cover my chest, obscuring it from the world. I can lay forever, letting myself go limp against the porcelain. The smells of lavender or eucalyptus dancing in my nose, making me feel at peace. I reach down through the bubbles, searching. I find my clit.
I rub my pussy, arching my back. Allowing my soap-covered tits to hit the air, hardening. My hand continues to rub and rub, making the bath just that much better. My moans fill the room, I love this feeling, a good relaxing evening. One day I may be able to share it with a nice man, but for now, I relax alone. Doesn’t sound so bad, right? If you think you could join my relaxing evenings, you better be confident you can hold on to a slippery, soapy ass. I’m always down for a bath.