The vanilla fragrance of the soap, the steam from the hot water, and just feeling her hands touch me on my back and shoulders felt stimulating. I do l...ove to be touched! She turned me around and smiled at me as to ask if she could soap the front of my body. This was all new to me as I had never had another woman touch me all over. But I am a pretty open and librated woman so I thought "What the hell!". I said okay. She started at my shoulders, down my arms and then stopped. She wanted to make. Her cloak was hooded and made from Atlantean material that looked like seal skin but was weather proof and served as a form of body armor. All the materials were of excellent quality denoting Patrician rank.Since she’s Atlantean aristocracy, my wife can do noble with the best of them. She was also wearing enough gold to stock a small temple. That reinforced her status.We needed to transport a lot of gear, which was packed in a huge brass bound leather chest. It was the same arrangement that we. Could i see more clearly???she had sat back down with her kness just about as far apart as she could get them with her skirt high around her thighs. The view was astounding, yes she was wearing stockings, I gazed in wonderment at the naked flesh between her stocking tops and her white panties, my fantisy fullfilled, a mature woman in the office wearing stockings and suspenders. I reached out and stroked her leg carefully with my hand as if by accident ‘o sorry’ I said waiting for her you move. It was supposed to be a pool day, but plans had changed because of the weather. My parents and uncle Steve decided to make the most of the rainy day, make some snacks, have some drinks, and play some cards. They invited me to play too. I put on a cute top, and my favourite cut off shorts. Dad and uncle Steve were sitting at the dining room table, having some drinks. I offered to help mom make the snacks. Mom and I bustled around the kitchen prepping all the food. I made sure to do lots of.