“Yes, Daddy.”
He sat up on his knees, his thigh muscles stretching and rippling, his ass flexed. “Get in.”
I couldn’t stop staring at him. His skin was naturally tan and glowing with health. His hair, no longer perfectly gelled, fell across his forehead in shiny dark strands.
He motioned toward the bubbly water.
I lifted my foot to step over the edge of the tub, noting that he watched my every move, his eyes skimming up and down my body. I wanted him to see me. I craved to be what he wanted and since I met him he was giving me everything I desired. I felt like the center of the universe.
My cock was semi-hard as I lowered myself to the water. Daddy made no comment. He had to know I couldn’t help it. After last night…. And now he was sitting naked by the tub and watching me as I lowered myself through the bubbles.
The perfect temperature soothed me but my cock still bobbed up through the bubbles as I breached the surface of the bath water. I let out a giggle.
“Glad you’re enjoying this,” Preston said with a sideways smile.
“I can’t help it, Daddy.”
“You’re too cute for words.”
I flushed all over at the compliment, surprised the water didn’t boil.
The bubbles were irresistible. I began to run my hands through them. “Wow, so thick. So pretty.”
“Help yourself to the toys.”
I reached out to the ducks first. “These are like the ducks on my underwear.”
We both laughed.
I plopped two of them into the storm of bubbles. They bobbed up and floated toward me. Next I grabbed the red sailboat. “This is so cool.”
“Glad you like it.” Preston held up a fuzzy washcloth. “Let’s get you all clean now while you play.”
“Are you going to clean me everywhere?”
“Yep. Everywhere.”
My cock hardened and I could see the tip just poking out at the surface ridge of bubbles, all pink and curious.
“Is that okay?” Preston asked.
“Yes, Daddy. I need to be cleaned all over.”
“Are you a dirty boy?”
I ducked my head. “Sometimes.”
“Well, that’s no problem. But you’ll have to be patient with me. I think I might be good at giving baths but I’m not sure.”
“You’re not sure?”
“I haven’t done it before. But you inspire me.”
When he spoke to me that way, I got dizzy. He had such a presence about him that I responded to in every way. It really made me think this could work out between us. I hadn’t known him long, but I hoped for that.
Now I was in soapy water with him ready to wash me. I sighed, needing this moment to last, dreaming it was as good for him.
I made my hands into fists and excitedly splashed the water. “Where do we start?”
