Suggest the three of you shower together before bed

As the three of you lie tangled in a sweaty heap on Rick's king-sized bed, you prop yourself up on one elbow, your enhanced D-cup breasts swaying slightly with the movement. Rebecca—now fully embracing her 'Becky' persona—is curled against her father's chest, her father's release still evident on her thighs.

"We should, like, totally shower together before bed," you suggest with a giggle, twirling one of your chestnut pigtails around your finger. "It would be super fun!"

Rebecca lifts her head from her father's chest, her sophisticated corporate polish completely abandoned for wide-eyed enthusiasm. "Ohmigod, yes! Daddy's shower is huge! It's like a waterfall and everything!"

Rick chuckles, his large hand stroking his daughter's back in a way that has now blurred all boundaries between paternal and passionate. "The master bathroom has a rainfall shower with six heads," he explains, his eyes lingering on your jiggling breasts as you bounce excitedly on the bed. "Cost me a fortune, but worth every penny."

"Let's go!" you exclaim, scrambling off the bed and pulling Rebecca—Becky—with you. She giggles as you lead her by the hand toward the master bathroom, both of you naked and flushed from your activities.

The bathroom is a monument to luxury—white marble everywhere, gold fixtures, and a shower enclosure that could comfortably fit six people. One entire wall is glass, offering a vertiginous view of London's nightscape forty floors below.

"It's totally the prettiest shower ever!" you exclaim, clapping your hands together as Rick follows you both in, his imposing frame filling the doorway. Despite his age, his heavy physique carries an undeniable presence that makes your simplified mind flutter with desire.

"Ladies first," he offers with a wolfish grin, gesturing toward the glass enclosure.

You and Rebecca step into the massive shower together. She immediately starts fiddling with the control panel, her face lighting up with childlike delight as water begins cascading from multiple directions at once. "Look, Ashley! It's like standing in the rain!"

Rick joins you, his large body somehow making the spacious shower feel intimate. Water sluices down his barrel chest and over his substantial belly as he reaches for an expensive-looking bottle of body wash.

"Let me get your back," he offers, squirting a generous amount of fragrant gel into his palm.

You turn obediently, presenting your back to him as Rebecca watches with gleaming eyes. Rick's large hands work the soap into a lather across your shoulders, gradually moving down to your lower back and eventually cupping your ass.

"Mmm, Daddy's hands feel so good," you purr, arching into his touch.

"My turn!" Rebecca demands, nudging herself between you and her father.

Rick chuckles, applying more body wash before working it across his daughter's slender back. "Always so impatient, Becky."

The three of you take turns washing each other, the innocent activity quickly evolving into something more sensual. Your hands glide over Rebecca's small breasts while Rick's fingers explore the curves of your ass. Rebecca drops to her knees to wash her father's thighs, her face dangerously close to his semi-erect cock.

"We're going to be so clean for bedtime," you announce with a giggle, watching as Rebecca's hand wraps around her father's growing erection under the pretense of washing it.

"Cleanest Daddy ever," Rebecca agrees with a wink, her corporate sophistication completely dissolved into playful flirtation.

The shower stretches on, water and soap mixing with renewed desire as night settles deeper over London beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.

23:10 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Rick's Penthouse, London