Please note, this is a true story. However, I've changed the names, ages, occupations and places to protect the other person's privacy. I have no shame so enjoy, LOL.
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The Body Builder Ch. 05
Pride vs Pussy, the reality check.
The next morning we all woke up smiling. It had been an extremely intense night before and we still had some residual highs from it. Natalie ordered brunch from the café down the block and ran out to grab it. Miranda had left earlier for a run but would be back to join us shortly. I cleaned up and organized the place.
Miranda just arrived back from her run. She was sweating all over and so fucking sexy. With her strong nonverbal communication skills, using 1 finger she had me follow her into the bathroom. Once inside she took off everything and threw her clothes down in an angry way. Her Amazonian Goddess body was in full display. Those 34DDD stole my eyes despite her having the perfect fit and sculpted body.
She turned on the shower to hot and stepped inside. Natalie's shower was a stand up with a round dome type of design. Like if you were to cut a circle into 3 equal sections. You could fit 2 in there but 3 would be cramped. She pressed her perfect implanted rack up against the clear glass door. She held the door so it wouldn't open so her juicy breasts and those sexy nipples could look fucking sexy as hell for my viewing.
Miranda uses her other hand to point down to the liquid body soap. I knew she wanted me to lather her up. Natalie must have told her I enjoyed doing that to her. To this day whenever I think of Natalie or Miranda I can still smell the ocean scent that the body wash gave off. And now I was getting to do it to a Amazonian goddess like Miranda, I'm all for it.
I took a mental photograph of her breasts pressed against the door. I undress and head in. She moved under the shower to get "wetter". My goodness watching her under the water had me mesmerized. Then angled the shower head so it would hit against the shower side wall. I put a large amount of the liquid bath soap on my hands.
Miranda moved to the front of the shower. She began posing like she was at the competition. She stood straight up facing away from me with her arms up and flexed in a right angle shape. Her legs spread shoulder with apart and knees slightly bent. With her hair tied up, I started from her neck down. My hands work that stout cylinder shaped neck of hers. Moving down to her well-build shoulders. Feeling each valley and lumps of muscle between my fingers.
Her well defined arms now had me soaping all the creases and strong bumps. Heading for her elbows, up the thick forearms and to her strong hands. Then back down the same path I started but when I reached below her neck I went slowly and sensually down her muscular back. I stopped at her waist then move up her back again. I was about to reach over to her front and get my hands on her phenomenal chest.
Just as I was going to soap up her front she stopped me. She had been mostly limited with her words spoken to me. Communication from her to this point was primarily nonverbal towards me. So it startled me a bit when she spoke so much. But what she said was quite damning.
"Look, you know you're lucky to be here right. Guys like you even though really nice and kind of good looking, you don't have a chance to snag a woman like me. Quite frankly when Natalie finally decides to get a boob job, her male suitors will triple. And you'll be a thing of the past. You should know your lane." She blatantly said.
