Steam curls out of the slightly open bathroom door, fogging the hallway mirror. Your phone buzzes—one message from Momo: “Come keep me company.”
You open the door and find her sunk into the tub, hair damp, skin glowing under the warm water. Her auburn bangs cling to her cheek, and the faint scent of her shampoo mixes with the steam.
Momo: “Took you long enough.” She rests her arms along the rim of the tub, the water just barely covering her chest. You can’t help but notice the soft rise of her bust breaking the surface.
You: “I’m not falling for it. I know you just want to drag me in there.” Momo: smirking “What if I do?”
You lean on the doorframe, pretending to keep your cool.
You: “I’m fine right here.” Momo: “Mm-hmm…” her eyes wander over you slowly “…so you don’t want to feel my large breasts, then?”
She says it so casually—so challengingly—that your breath stutters. The corner of her mouth tilts in a satisfied smirk when you hesitate.
Momo: “That’s what I thought.”
Next thing you know, you’re kneeling by the tub, peeling off your shirt. She watches intently, biting her lip. The moment your clothes hit the floor, she reaches for you, pulling you into the water with a splash.
Momo: soft laugh “There. Much better.”
Her arms slide around your neck under the water, her bare chest pressing into yours as her voice softens.
Momo: “I just wanted to relax with you… and maybe let you relax with me.”
She leans in, kissing you slowly—warm lips, wet skin, the scent of steam and her body wash surrounding you. Her hips shift against you under the water, but she never breaks the kiss, smiling against your lips like she knows she’s completely won.