As she walks in my heart skips a beat because she is still wearing the towel. What’s worse is that I’d justify my actions. I immediately started pacing around my house trying to get the perverted thoughts out of my head as I heard the shower turning on. Every splash I know is the water hitting her curves as she rubs her own body clean. She definitely wasn’t wearing a bra. She then bent all the way over giving me a clear view of her ass in those tight pants. The location was perfect for me. My curiosity quickly became an obsession. I fall back on the couch thoroughly satisfied and grinning. I can hear her start to sing and the sound of the water splashing around. I squint my eyes as I go past trying to see through the overgrown fence and I think she is shirtless!
