"I'm helping you, doofus. I've seen you naked hundreds of times, we're twins remember."
Mike eyed her suspiciously over his shoulder and sighed, releasing his hold on his shorts.
Grinning to herself, Emma turned him around and pulled down, "accidently" pulling his boxers with the shorts and leaving Mike covering his manhood, clad only in socks.
"Wow, nice socks," Emma teased.
"Eat it," Mike said, heading to the shower. The steam from the hot water was filling the bathroom.
"Hurry up, I need one too," she said, as he clicked the door closed. Mike groaned from the shower as the water hit his back and shoulders. It felt incredible, but the ache from his muscles was too much and he started to exit.
Emma had peeled her shorts off and was clad in her sports bra and panties, her sweat slick
