I watched Tanya's reaction. I knew she was not prepared for my question. I admittedly wasn't prepared for her reaction, too. What if she says yes? What if she says no?
But, as I waited for her reaction, I tried to think straight, because I do not like being caught off-guard. If she says yes, what would I do? What would I feel?
I forced myself not to be distracted by what my eyes could see. I was infront of Tanya, and her robe was hanging loosely off her shoulder, displaying her two soft heaving creamy white breasts. She was leaning on the wall, staring at me, while her left foot was on the floor of the tub, and the other foot was on top of the tub for support, as she intentionally spread her legs, with her moist pink and tight slit enticingly exposed, for the taking.
I had the need to t
