MR Day 5 - Take a bath with Michelle

You get a fancy room with a huge jet tub and fill it up with all the bubbles and stuff.

Michelle is making a phone call when room service arrives with champagne. She hangs up and stares at you.

"Oh," you say. "I wonder who ordered that."

"You can't even drink it," she says.

"But you can," you say.

"Oh my God."

You strip down and get into the tub, which is wonderful. It smells great and it's a ridiculous amount of bubbles...

Michelle brings the champagne into the bathroom and puts it down within easy reach.

"I knew you wanted it," you say.

"I have to drink to deal with you," she says, taking off her clothes. You were already hard under the bubbles in anticipation, but looking at her just makes you harder. You haven't been able to stop thinking about her soft, plump body since you first got your hands on it.

She steps into the bath and sits down at the other end... you wish it was smaller, but your legs are still touching.

"Happy now?" she asks you.

"Yes," you say.

"There's a whole camp of cute girls, and this is where you want to be?" Michelle opens the champagne and takes a drink from the bottle.

"Yes," you say, rubbing her thigh with your toe under the water.

You lean back, patiently using your foot. You have all night, so you don't jump ahead... your penis is pleasantly sore and tingly from how turned on you are. You are probably leaking a lot of precum into the bath, but right now Michelle just wants to relax. She puts her arms on the sides and closes her eyes. The bubbles hide all but her face, and her glasses have fogged up.

"Hey if you could hook up with anyone at camp, who would it be?" you ask her.

"I like men," she says.

"Yeah, but who?"

There's a long pause... you keep rubbing your way up her thigh.

"...Zarya," she says after a while.

"Really? You like those muscles?"

She does not answer that... she's so cute. Maybe you should lift more weights.

"What about you?" she asks.

"You."

"Right."

"And maybe Ingrid," you admit.

"She's pretty," Michelle agrees.

"I like to fantasize about a three-way with her and you," you say, and Michelle laughs... but stops.

"Mm..." she says. You gently move your foot between her legs, and you can tell she's turned on because she doesn't make a joke or say anything. She just tips her head back and sighs. You rub a little more firmly, and her soft thighs squeeze at your foot.

She lets go of the champagne bottle and keeps her hands on the sides of the tub. She's getting into it... you run out of self-control and move across the tub. She opens her eyes and looks up at you, breathing hard. You lean in hesitantly, and the look on her face is pure horniness... she can act cool, but she can't forget how good she felt with you. When she doesn't protest, you kiss her gently, and she kisses you back. Not hard, but enough to show she's interested. You caress her soapy body, your erection pushed against her belly.