Play Date

Steam fills the room carrying the scent of lavender.  We face each other surrounded by a thick layer of bubbles.  Your hand dips below the water to wrap around my calf, stroking down to my ankle then back up… higher and higher.  I sink into the water to get closer to you.  My own hands drawing patterns in the bubbles.  We’re both very relaxed in the tub, but your hands and the silky feel of your skin are building more tension.

We should both sleep well tonight.  Play dates can be so exhausting…

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