Soaped Up [FM] [fiction]

*Thanks to GarnetAndOpal for inspiring this story.*

 

The empty water bottle sailed through the air and landed in the recycle bin. Thirty nine year old Beatrix Rhodes had just jogged two miles on the treadmill in her home gym and was feeling as fit as ever. She was arguing with herself whether to do another round with the weights when she heard the doorbell ring.

Opening the door, she found a rather handsome young man in his early twenties standing in front of her with a box. He was just as sweaty as she was, but in a worse way because his uniform was drenched. Beatrix immediately recalled the company he worked with. It was a new one she had written an article about a few days ago. A small business that specialized in toiletries.

“Hello there.”

“Hi. Beatrix Rhodes?”

“That’s me.”

“I’m from HomeScent. You wrote an article about us and we would like to say thank you with this box of our top of the line handmade soaps.”

“Oh my, thank you,” said Beatrix, accepting the box from him. There was something in his strained smile that told her he wasn’t feeling too well. “Hey, you look like you’re in a bad way. If you need to use the bathroom,” she backed away from the door and pointed inside, “it’s that way.”

A look of relief washed over his face. “Thanks, ma’am,” he said, entering the house and making a straight line for the shower room. Beatrix could hear him relieve himself. It sounded like he had turned on a fawcet. At the same time, she opened the box and looked at the blocks of soap wrapped in a translucent plastic film. They were beautiful to look at, of different colors, smelled like heaven and felt like creamy silk. She set them out on the table and gazed at them, wondering if she would even use them. They were just so lovely to look at.

The toilet flushed and in a minute the young man was out and saying thank you again.

“You look like you really could use a shower,” observed Beatrix.

“Thanks, but I shouldn’t. I have to, uh…” he was lost for words when he saw her place her hands on her hips and cock her head to the side, expecting a better explanation. She looked like a total MILF, although he had no idea if she had children or not. Her physique was super-fit. “You know, there’s work and stuff…”

Beatrix shook her head and picked up one of the soaps. “This is work. Care to help me test your product?”

To Colin’s (that was his name as she found out) surprise, in a few minutes, he was standing in a refreshing cold shower with Beatrix, totally naked with rivulets of water cascading down their bodies as the shower head sprayed its streams upon them.

Beatrix then turned up the temperature slightly so the water was warmer – not hot or steamy. She smiled at him and picked up the soap they were going to use: a pleasant smelling block that was half milky white fading to myrtle green.

She started on his head and worked her way down. He had a strong yet slim build. She liked what she felt: hard everywhere, especially his cock. She lathered up his manhood last, working on it slowly, making him hard and stroking his shaft with her soapy hands.

“The soap smells so good on you. Mind if I…”

Colin nodded and watched in amazement as this divine older woman took him into her mouth and sucked on his lathered up cock. He placed his hand on her head and stroked her hair while she stroked his cock with her tongue and lips.

Beatrix then moved aside to allow the water to wash off the soap. After which, she lathered him up again, stroking his shaft and balls before applying her mouth to his cock. Colin leaned against the wall and moaned as his new acquaintance gave him oral sex he would never forget. She sucked his balls and pumped his cock in her fist, giving him a very sexy stare while she did. Getting braver, he maneuvered her head back on his pipe for her to play again and she did so incredibly well.

When Colin received the soap from Beatrix, he started on her breasts immediately, lathering up her gorgeous orbs, telling himself out loud that he couldn’t believe he was doing what he was doing. Beatrix smiled tolerantly and let him have his fun with her boobs.

“I see you like to start on the important parts first,” she said with a chuckle.

Colin blushed. He lathered down her body, sliding his hand between her buttocks and fingering her hole. He lathered her vagina slowly and applied his tongue as well, flicking at her clit. He moved his face closer in and Beatrix accommodated him by parting her legs. His tongue went up into her cunt, making her utter a sound of pleasure. Colin sucked on her labia for a while, enjoying the softest, most delightful flesh. He went back to licking her clit and sucking it when he detected the lovely little nub. This caused Beatrix to lean back against the wall and let the young man have his way with her sex.

Finally they came together hip to hip, hands on each other’s ass, squeezing and pulling while their hips moved against each other. Colin ended up lifting Beatrix, she wrapping her legs around his waist, and fucking her under the shower. Her moans of pleasure kept him going until he exploded deep inside her.

They lathered each other up one more time, more contemplative and appreciative, ending with a long, intimate soapy kiss. Rinsing off for the last time, they dried each other with towels and got dressed.

Beatrix saw Colin off at the door.

“If I have any further queries regarding your products, I’ll be sure to call you. Thank you for your assistance,” she said.

“And thank you for doing business with us, ma’am,” he replied.

“Colin.”

“Beatrix.”

She watched him walk down the street before going back inside.

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