Bathtime

Your usual type of grocery items fell into into the cart on or around my box as she made her way through the store, her uncaring nature as stuff hit my box letting me know what she thought of me. The upside of my view was being able to watch her feet as she walked and moved around the aisles, the muscles and tendons flexing in the most wonderful of ways. I guess that's one thing I could admit about her body was that she had some beautiful feet; small, dainty and well taken care of. She suddenly turns down a check out lane, stuff quickly getting deposited on the conveyer belt before my box gets roughly lifted into the air and placed on the belt. The cashier makes quick work of the items and me, dropping them in bags before handing them to my ex after she paid. The ride home was quick, the roads less bumpy than I remembered. She took everything inside, placing it all in their respective places before grabbing my box and carried me into her bedroom. Her well kept nails appearing overhead under the flaps, easily ripping off the top before rolling me into her awaiting palm. Once I get my beard straight, I look up at her and see her grinning down at me with a evil grin. I get deposited on her dresser, her hand opening a drawer underneath me and pulling out a lacy bra. She placed it next to me, her hands slipping off her shirt and unhooking the bra she was currently in. Next was her pants and panties, this most I've seen her body naked. As she wrapped her hand around me and carried me into her bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she started the water to fill up the tub as steam quickly filled the room. She gently steps in, sitting down in the water as she grabbed her loofah. I find out what she had planned for me as worked my tiny frame among the folds of the loofah till I was stuck and tangled. Her face was the last thing I saw before she brought her loofah up to her body, rubbing it roughly over her skin and down her body into the water. I was wondering why she hadn't used soap yet but found out quickly enough as my body was smashed between her labia, spreading it as she cleaned the folds with my body and the water. A rumbling noise rose from her body as she cleaned herself, my mind realizing she was enjoying herself. As soon as it began, it ended and I was pulled out into the open air before cool gel landed on me smelling of floral fragrances. There's the soap, I thought to myself as she finished cleaning the rest of her body, making she got every crevice and fold on her skin. I hear the water begin to drain, she dunked the loofah back under the water and squeezed hard getting the soap out of it. It was hell, her grip was as if she was trying to turn me into paste. She hung up the loofah as I heard the front door open and close, announcing that her sister was home. She quickly rose out of the water and dried herself off, wrapping the towel around her body as she opened the door. Before she walked out, she looked over her shoulder and winked, a grin spread over her lips as she walked out into the hall, "Hey sis, I heard you come in. I left you enough hot water, I know you'll be needing it after your workout."