Bathmat

I was surrounded by dirty clothes, more falling on top of me as I drifted off to blackness. I came to surrounded by whiteness, white tiles and old discarded white towels. I look up and watch as she walked in, her hands stripping off clothes. God, it seems like I always forget how amazing she looks. I find out what I was as she stepped into me, her dainty toes sinking into my soft fabric as she turned on the water in her tub before dropping her panties on top of me, stepping out of them as she sat down on the toilet that was looming over me, her toes playing on my soft fabric as the sounds of her toilet business filled the bathroom.