1

“Do you like it?”

“Mmm, yes.”

“Good, that’s the idea”. Says Mary, and followed. 

“Better” the man says. “Wow, it’s so good. Please keep it doing like that”, says the man after a while.

“Now you can follow yourself, while I soap your back” Mary replies.

“No, no, no. I would prefer if you do it” Alex says, with a pleading look. “Please…”

“No, Alex,” Mary replies. “Not now.”

“Oh”

“Now you take it. Yourself. One hand or two hands?”

“Two hands? Are you watching too many movies Mary?”, the old man asks with a naughty grin.

He follows the task as Mary was doing. 

 “Yeah, like it, good boy, Alex”, Mary praises the old man, while soaps his back.

“How your boyfriend likes it?”, he asks.

Mary laughs, amused. But says nothing.

“Come on, tell me. Your secret is safe with me. No one would believe me anyway.”

Mary keeps silent, while working, soaping and rinsing Alex’s back with hot water. 

“I command you.” Alex insists. 

“Not your business.” The girl replies. 

“Oh, so you don’t do it to him, right?”

The girl smiles.

Alex sighs, and keeps doing it, one handed.

“It’s not the same, but I’ll take it,” he says.

Alex takes a time doing the effort with his solely hand. After a while he got his face turned into red tomato. Is he finishing?

“Do you know something Mary?”

“No, Mr. Burgess. Please, tell me. What is it?” Mary asks on purpose like that. Alex hates when she talks that way to him. And she knows it.

“If I was your boyfriend's age, I would have already thrown you in the bathtub where I am now, to make to you, you know what. Surely he must be nothing but a redneck. A fool.” The old man says, panting.

Mary smiles, amused. She is finishing her job.

“Oh, what ideas you have, Alex. Your face is so red. This exercise improves your circulation, right? “

“I would never let you come in here to wait on men, to touch them.” Alex says, barely speaking, breathless. Mary notices the effort.

“Let it go, let it go. Release it, Alex”, she says but the old man has some difficulty. 

Mary smiles. She knows what to do now.

She gets up, dries her hands and stands in front of the man, who is sitting in the bathtub. It all happens so fast. Mary loosens her blouse and lifts it up. She is not wearing a bra. She shows both of her tits to old Alex. Close enough he could even smell the luscious perfume the girl wears on them. They are neither small nor gigantic. Each one is the size of an apple. Round and firm too, like an apple indeed. Everything is in its place. Two small nipples protrude. A mole close to a white-pink nipple. A beautiful sight.

It’s enough for the old man.

“Ah! Uh! EH!" Old Alex finishes his hand job.

His cum flashes far away in Mary’s direction. 

A moment of silence. 

"Good, Alex, you did it well!” Mary says, laughing and cheering him up.

“Sorry. So sorry”, he says watching the mess.

“Don’t worry. It takes no effort to clean it up.” 

She can not help but to feel sexy and beautiful.

The girl pulls his towel over her breasts, cleaing her up, and the floor and the edge of bathtube. 

2

“How are you?” the woman asks with some anxiety.

“I’m fine mum”, the young woman replies.

“Peter thinks you are not so good, Mary”, 

Mary looks to Pearl, her mum, a funny look. “You know what I think about Peter”

“Why is that, swettie? He is concerned on you, he wants the best on you, just as I do.” The woman says in confidence. 

Mary laughs.

“Mary, Peter is not after you, he’d never touch you, I know him. He loves ya as a daughter, as his own daughter.”

“Mum, I’m ok”

“Will you go with your old pal?” The woman says, with dislike,

“Mum, his name is Alex, and yes, you know, it’s my job.”

“Peter says that…”

“I give a shit about what your husband says…”

“Watch your tongue young lady!”

“He always makes a criticisism on what I do with my life…Your boyfriend would prefer I sit on his lap the whole day, mum! Don’t you see it?”

“I see you’re too focused going to that elder house with all those old fuckers, old bastards, kinky men, loosers.”

“They are elders! I study to care people, remember? I’m trainning for my job, and I do well, you should be proud of me, considering …”

Mary tought what to say next. She was thinking her mum past, and present. Pearl couldn’t make a living, not the way of living she deserved, with her only income. 'When dad live with us, with a good job, everything was fine, but when dad lost his job and had to sell the car, she kicked him out for another man with another good job and a car. A brand new car with a brand new cock,’ Mary thought. But this was too obscene to say to her mum. 

“Considering what? Go on. You, little bitch!” Pearl told Mary. Too much pression on her.

Mary infuriated and told her mom the most obscene way to put things.

“Considering…you live from the men you fuck, mum”

Of course Mary's mum slapped her face mercylessly. 

3

“Well I don’t like you go there, you are like a junkie of ...caring old pals,” Mike says. “It sounds odd, I know, but it is how I see it.”

“Have you listen to yourself?” Mary replies. “It’s a non sensical crap! Mike, it’s just a job. Besides all, a job I just found I liked very much..and I’m good at it. I think you are just jealous, Mike. You want me to give you more of my time. That’s it.”

“Yeah, it’s what I just said. You are so defensive! Sounding like a cornered junkie, Mary. Believe me. And yes, I admit it. I’d like you to be more time with you and this,” Mike says, while noisily slapping on of Mary's naked buttocks.

“Ouch! Mike, Ew!” She complains, but lets flow with the situation. Mike is into smacking her bottom, and Mary lets him to do on her.

Mike is smoking at bed, as he has watched young adults do at the movies, when a couple has just made love.

“Did you like it?” Mike asks.

“Yeah.”

“Wasn’t it weird?”

“No…why?”

“I mean. It’s much more narrow. Right? I mean, I loved it, but it’s a rough way. Definitely. A rough little road you have hidden down there.”

Of course it is, Mary thinks. But she says nothing. As she is not on the pill and doesn’t want to be. She allows Mike to bed her once a week maximum, and once a month a quick penetration, as today. The rest of the nights are for bonding and sex is restricted to jerk him off. She on him, or himself alone while Mary shows her body. Mike may suck her butthole or making her pussy. That is on his free demand (the only condition is that he must pick only one, not both same time). But she doesn’t suck anything. Mary doesn't give head ever. Never. That’s for "the hooter’s waitresses you use to leer to”, she says, or the hookers. “You may ask one to suck your dick, but please inform me first or prepare for being caught.” Mary sounds very creepy threatening when she says that.

“Mike, you know? I found some funny stuff on mama’s boi laptop!”, Mary laughs

“What is it?”

“Porn, Mike, porn. It’s the disgusting husband of mom. Peter. It’s his shit. Mike, I found the porn he watchs. He watchs dirty filthy movies on his laptop. Mom should know it, right?” Mary asks amused.

The couple laughs on the girl’s idea.

“Ok, and how was it?”

“Well, I was google some information for my college homework and I found it! A bunch of videos a about a dirty, ugly old man who fucks a girl my age and her boyfriend. The old man fucks the gal and the boy! Could you believe it! So dirty. A monster. Peter had several versions of the same shit! A filthy man who craves for girls and boys. It’s what Peter is, but mum will not want to acknowledge.”

Mary follows.

“Mike, I’m sure he wants to bang me, and perhaps to you too!”

“What?”

“Yes, baby. First the gal, the old man fucked her, first with his fingers then his ugly cock, it was horrible! The gal looked as me, same age, same looking. Mom’s husband is always touching my body, always ‘casually’, as an accident”

Mike looked at his fiancé’s face. 

"Well Mary... I don't blame him, you are horny as hell," said Mike and handled a wonderful piece of his girlfriend's buttock. A good piece of her soft, glossy meat. Why some girls are so picky about the carnality of sex? Why to hide their raw yummy flesh under the tedious decoration of pinky poems and silly love declarations? He would pay gold and silver to screw Mary's pussy right now and not only her hand as she permits. After years it's not enough and perhaps this is a signal she is giving for it. 

Mike quickly moved over her and positioned his cockhead inside her pussy lips.

Mary’s reaction wouldn’t wait.

“Michael Smith! what at the hell are you doing?" she yelled, sounding as a bark to him. Freezing his horniness off. 

“Listen up Mary, I just want we to have a proper fuck as any other couple on earth. That's it”, he said with frustration, while withdrawing.

“What a shame, Mike, the one who wants to fuck me is my stepfather. I'm disclosing important shit here, and you come up with this? What the hell is wrong with you men?”

“Nothing is wrong, nothing”, he apologized.

Mary got up collecting her clothing and dressing as fast as she can.

"Come on, baby" Mike said smiling and trying to appease his girlfriend. "Don't be a bitch." 

4

Mary removes her clothing. It was a hard day of work. But she is young and rough labor doesn’t make a dent on her vitality. She examines her body with detention on the big bathroom’s mirror. Firm breasts, firm soft buttocks. Spotless. Fine face. Her skin so white while her hair is black. Mary is a pretty brunette. Well fed, not chubby nor skinny. 

She pays close attention on the bruises over her pale skin. Her boyfriend claims on these from time to time. “Are they hickeys? Suckers? Are ya fucking someone else?” he questions Mary, in fury. “No, you fucker! It’s my job, I’ve to work with the elders remember? I make force and some old bastard hit me by mistake some time” she replies. And she bothers him in return, remembering him the gossip of his boy fuckin other gals, impregnating some one of college indeed. Some say some mature teacher, a MILF all boys dream of. Mary knows all this is bullshit people loves to talk about, but will there be some truth about it?

Mary stands on the bathtub and makes pee. A golden jet of pure pee, as golden as fresh beer. Alex always asks for her pee, and she pleases him from time to time. Mary watched him loving her warm jet when bathing Alex’s deccayed body in the bathtub. Men and their kinks, Mary thinks. But it helps the old man to still be alive.

Then she opens the shower and wet her body. Slowly, as giving an spectacle to herself and her invisible audience. The hot water makes her feel great. The young woman soaps her entire body, slowly, caring not hurting herself by mistake. Specially the so dellicate skin of her tits. The only bruises are the sucks on the side of her nipples. Mary rinses her body. She can feel her skin being washing off, the sweat and the dust slowly removed by the soap and hot water. So relieving! Some sunrays fell on her from the ceiling skylight., making her body appear to have a golden, luminescent skin, patches of her skin glow with an otherworldly light, the spitting image of a goddess. 

Finally her tiredness fades away. Mary makes her pussy now, cleaning it along with her tiny butthole and round buttocks. She loves to be clean. With a man on her or without any man at all, bodily cleanliness is a matter of almost a religious cult for Mary. 

She rinses the rest of the soap opening the shower wider, pouring more hot water on her body. Then, the last but not least part: Mary shaves her pussy. 

Mary takes a towel, dries her body. Now it's the time to take the scissors and cut the pubic hairs. Mary cuts the hairs that were growing on the sides and on the top of her pussy. Then, she removes the excess of pubic hair with the shaver and foam. Carefully, avoiding the cuts, she shaves the rest of the hairs until her pussy is as a baby girl. Now Mary removes the foam, takes the shampoo and pours a generous quantity on her hands. She starts to rub her pussy, making it clean and shiny. This is ideal for taning with bikini or G-string on the beach. But not only for that.

Men love the baby-like style pussy. Her mum disclosed that to Mary and her sister once, an indiscretion on her sex life, when still married to her dad: “men crave for bold intimacy, but a proper woman will not give bald pussy to hubby but only the one who value worth. Give it bald just to the right men, you gals.” And at the time, Mary didn’t get a shit. But now she does.

Now it is the turn of the beauty creams, the pottages. She wears a pair, but very expensive ones. Mary applies them to her nipples, always in demand; and near them, on the few bruises, hickeys of her boyfriend, and the men she attends. Then in her butthole, where it burns a little. Also on her elbows. Finally in her hands. Girls her age take the daily pill or apply a spermicide for prevention, as they never know when will be mounted by their boys or fuckfriends. But Mary is different, she knows what she does or doesn't do. She has other methods.

After having the bath she wears clean new clothes. 

"How was it? Did you like it?" Mary asks the old man who sits in the corner of the bathroom, the farest point from the bathtub. 

He was jerking off. 

""Yeah, very much Mary, thank you. It was amazing" the old man said, "you were awesome. Your skin is white like snow. Glow like you're a goddess..." The man replies.

"I am so glad. You may cum now if you want. I love to watch you." Mary says.

“Aren’t you bothered?"

"No, it's ok, I don't mind."

The old man is so happy. His cock is hard as a rock, and he can see the pussy of this gorgeous young woman, while she slowly put on her tiny G-string. And she bounces and shakes the female soft flesh of her boobs while putting on her fine bra, full of lace and elegant designs. “Underwear proper for a high end stripper,” once her boyfriend told Mary.

Mary notices the man’s effort into jerking off, and decides to make some help, before hiding her rich underwear behind the ordinary hospital-like scrubs.

She calls his attention and bends her body, showing her buttocks to him. They are not the biggest of the place, but the man loves them. He loves all about Mary. The girl bumps and shakes slowly her white almost naked butt. And the old man finishes. Giving it all on the floor.

Mary resumes her dressing without saying anything.

“Carla, please. Yeah, Mary here. Yeah. Listen, I finished my shift here but I gave my last service of the day to Alex my boy. Yeah. Lol. Just like that. You read my mind. Please send someone to clean the bathroom. Yeah. Thanks sweetty, you’re the best. Kisses." 

Mary hangs the phone off.