Crazy connection

The bathroom

Chapter 12 

The bathroom

I’m still sitting at the table by the window when I hear the shower shut off. Carmel comes out in a towel wrapped around her and opens the bag with her clothes in. She takes everything out, grabs her shirt and underwear but leaves her jeans on the table and heads back to the bathroom to change. “You don’t have to be shy you know, you can dress in front of me after what we did last night.” Carmel leans her head out the door and blows me a kiss with her cheeky little grin on her face. 

I decide to tidy up a bit. I pull the bed straight and lay my towel neatly on the side ready to be hung up. I put the coffee mugs in the tray by the kettle. I head over to the wardrobe for a shirt and catch a glimpse of Carmel in the bathroom. She is wearing just her shirt and panties the bikini style. So sexy, they really accentuate that heart shaped juice bum of hers. As she struggles to comb the tangles from her hair her bum bounces a little with the vibrations. I can’t help myself, I head into the bathroom, she turns and looks at me with a, what are you doing? look on her face, I plant a kiss on her forehead and she carries on struggling with her hair. As I turn to leave I swipe her left butt cheek with my hand. 

“Oouch!” She squeals and tries to strike back at me. I run out before she can get me, I turn to see her clutching at her butt with both hands. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to be that hard” 

I can’t help it though, I’m howling with laughter. 

She gives me daggers, “ I’m going to get you back!” She turns and carries on with the hair struggle.  

“Well you should put that cute ass away before I do it again”

“No-one tells me what to do, I will put it away when I’m good and ready.” She retorts obstinately. 

“Are you talking back at me little woman?”, I’m winding her up now. “I will do it again if you don’t do as your told”. Secretly I want her to submit and do as she is told, but at the same time, I wouldn’t mind spanking that butt again. 

I turn to look for a shirt in the wardrobe, content at leaving the conversation at that. When I look back at Carmel, she is leaning her tummy against the edge of the counter next to the sink. Her hands are flat out in front of her on the counter, her back is slightly arched and bum is sticking out in a tease. 

“Just you try it!” She says, looking at me with a sexy, come and get me, expression. 

I walk up to her and ask, “are you sure?”

She tilts her head, lifts her eyebrow and gives me a, are you chicken look. 

She relaxes her posture and turns back to looking in the mirror and pops off a cheeky, “all talk I see”.

With that, I give her a swat on the backside, not as hard as last time, but still a nice little spank. As my hand hits her cheek she lets out an enticing, high pitched, “ahh”, the type of sound that speaks to your inner animal instinct. Like when an owl swoops for a squealing mouse, it’s set the owl up with an instinctual need to hunt it’s little squealing mouse. I’m instantly aroused.

Carmel, pushes her bum out poised and ready for another, “is that all you have LITTLE man?”

 I knew my ‘little woman’ comment would get me into trouble. I just didn’t realise I would enjoy being in trouble this much. 

I swat her butt again, this time hard and deliberate. She winces and “ahh” there’s that sound again, my hard-on fully erect now. I can see my hand mark on her left butt cheek so I pull her panties on the right cheek over, into her crack and swipe the right butt cheek hard.

Carmel makes another guttural “ahh-ah”, I pull her panties down and spin her round on the spot. I lift her onto the countertop while she urgently fumbles with my belt buckle and jeans button. Face creams and complimentary soaps go careering off the counter hitting the wall and falling to the floor. We kiss wildly, trying to devour each other in our urgent need for each other. I needed to be inside her now, and she needed me to take her right here, right now. 

Unable to get a good angle in the tight space of the bathroom countertop. I wrap her legs around my waist and pick her up. I carry her over to, and drop her on the bed. I lean over her and link my right arm under the back of her leg. She grabs my face and kisses me ferociously. I try to pull away so that I can get a condom and she pulls me to her and says. “don’t!”, “you aren’t going to give me anything are you?”. 

I know what she means, and I know I’m clean. I haven’t been s****l with another woman for three years, I’m sure I would have known by now if I had some kind of STI. 

I shake my head, “ no”

She pulls me into her, she wraps her legs around me and whispers into my ear, “just don’t c*m inside me”. She takes my erection with her hand and guides it in. I can’t contain myself this time, I need her so bad, I need this so bad. I pound her, in and out, in and out until I feel her body convulsing. Just in time because I need to pull out now. I grab the towel next to me on the bed and catch the spurt before it has a chance to spray onto her clean top. 

We both lay on the bad flat on our backs, exhausted and reeling from what had just happened. 

***

Carmel gets up, “I told you I’d get you back”.

Not sure what she means I lift my head with a, “huh?”

She turns to me with that cheeky smile of hers, “I didn’t brush my teeth, so, huh!”

She turns and darts off into the bathroom, trailing the words, “for obvious reasons of course.”

I lay my head back onto the bed, a huge smile plastered to my face. In that moment, I couldn’t care less if she hadn’t brushed her teeth for a month. 

Okay maybe that’s pushing it, but seriously, that was amazing. She is amazing.