A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r (Part 2)
Date: 7/22/2016,
Categories:
First Time
Masturbation
Taboo
Author: brianbigdogsmith
... Dad's bathroom, they have the smaller shower with glass, so you could rest her hands along the top of the glass so you don't have to hold them up the whole time." "A shower would be nice. I guess it could work. I'd only be able to rinse off, though, so I'd still feel kind of bleh." Mandy shut off the bath and pulled the stopper. She grabbed my robe and I followed her to the master bathroom. "I think you'll feel better after this. You sure you can't use soap? It'll help you get that good clean feel. Otherwise you might not get all the smell off." I said nothing. "Yeah, you can't hold it, or use the scrub brush in there. Hmm. "Okay, well why don't I just wash you off in there? It'll be like I'm giving you a bath, just in the shower." "Seriously, Mandy? C'mon." I shook my head. "What? I give Aiden baths all the time, it’s the same thing." "Except that I'm your b*****r, not a baby." "So? What, you're worried just because I'll see you naked again? You need a good shower and you know it." "I don't-" "It's fine." She'd gone into 'I know best' mode, so there was no changing her mind. She looked around, considering logistics. "Here, wait here and I'll be right back." She rushed off. So my s****r was now going to bathe me, washing me off in the shower. Yet another embarrassing moment to add to the week. After a few minutes, she returned, wearing a swim suit. "Okay, now I'm ready," she ...
... said. She started the water. I really hadn't expected the swim suit, though once I saw it, it was obvious. Being Mandy, it was, of course, a one-piece, black with a short built-in skirt, about as modest as girl’s swim suits come these days. Mandy is about six inches shorter than me, with a fairly average body type and round hips. She meant for her swim suit to be fairly concealing, but it still managed to show off a figure, with the dark color really accentuating the light skin of her smooth neck and shoulders, as well as her legs. Mandy had great posture, always standing up straight with her chin up. At times, especially from behind when she was walking, her demeanor made it easy to mistake her for someone much older; my impression was often of a thirty-year-old mother of two. Her young face and wide-eyed expressions always gave away her youth, however. "Okay, well, let’s get your pants off." Without waiting to give me a chance, she came over pulled down my pants, carefully pulling them over my dick. God, I already had an erection going. "Sorry," I said. "Hmm? What's wrong?" Mandy said, stopping her scurrying preparation a moment but oblivious to my meaning. "Never mind." "Okay, the water's ready. Just go ahead and get in with your arms up and rinse off." "I get it," I said, stepping into the shower. "Turn around, make sure you get wet all over," Mandy said, holding the shower door open a little to talk to me. "Yeah, I ...