long distance bubble bath

As she was getting ready for her bath, she heard the phone ring. Since she was the only one at home she decided to answer, just in case it was Joey. She hadnt heard from him in a while, and she was always excited to hear his voice. "Hello" she said "Well hello beautiful" the deep voice replied. She was flattered and blushing. How can this man she hardly knows, give her such deep feelings? He began by asking how her day went,and even remebered that she had a test the day before. She responded with her usual up beat, "everything was great," and quickly let him know that her bath water was getting cold. He apologized, but asked if he could join her.

"Well, of course you can." she said with a smile. He continued to ask her about her day while she was lighting candles,turning down lights, and adding oils to her water. When she was finally settled into the bath, she let out a soft sigh and sank her shoulders under the warm bubbles. Joey took this as his que that she was settled, and ready for him to spiritualy appear in the bath with her. He began by telling her that he was undressing. As he took off each article of clothing, she became more randy and very excited. By the time he said he was down to his briefs she was practically begging him to take them off.

While she closed her eyes, she imagined that he slid into the water just behind her. He asked if he could wash her back. She replied with a soft whisper "yes please," and slowly began to feel the stress of her day melt away. He was kissing her neck as he gently massaged her shoulders. She could "feel" his warm breath on her. He moved down to her lower back. After spending sometime there he moved down to her hips and thighs. He could tell she was relaxed and receptive, by her sighs. Her breathing became heavier, as she realized her hand was actually moving along with his. She was rubbing the outer part of her thigh, when she felt she could no longer hold the phone, she asked him to pause while she put him on intercom and set the phone on the table by the tub.

"ok" "where were we?" she asked. "oh" "I belive I was working on those creamy white thighs of yours" he said.
He explained that he was massaging each thigh and with every stroke he would move closer and closer to her crevice, she gave a little moan. He took that as a sign to continue and knew her hands were touching just the right spots. He moved his hands further down her silky legs, and as he leaned in he kissed her neck. When he brought his hands back up to her thighs he gently spread them apart. The warmth of the water heightned the sensations of every touch. He brought his hands up to her belly, he loved the way she felt. She squirmed in her bath a bit, aching for him to continue, hoping he would give attention to massaging her pink bunny. He was whispering softly now, and though she could make out his words, she wasnt sure wether or not he was giving himself a "massage" too.

He began again, this time however he picked up his tempo and his voice began to sound more urgent. She was convinced then that he too was getting the full enjoyment of this "bath" as well. He moved his hands back down to her inner thighs. He only stopped there for a brief moment and then cupped both hands over her pussy. She felt the water rush around her, and it tickled her clit. He reached his right hand down behind her and grabbed his cock, leaving the other to massaged her clit. She was leaning forward in the tub, and when he began to tell her about how hard he was and how badly he wanted to be inside her, she moved her middle finger inside herself.

The pleasure was buliding and she no longer wanted to hold on. She began to tremble, as he held her tightly while she orgasamed. She then lie back in the tub completely euphoric, as he finished his part to the story. They both lay spent......one in New York the other in her bath.