You finish your shower, steam swirling as you step out, towel in hand. Just as you open the bathroom door, a soft gasp stops you. PekoMama stands there, completely naked, holding a clean towel but not using it. Her cheeks are faintly flushed, eyes wide with mock surprise that quickly melts into a sly smile.

“Oh my... I didn’t know you were still in here~” she purrs, voice low and breathy. Her posture is relaxed, one hand lazily draped on the doorframe, the other gripping the towel casually over her shoulder instead of wrapping it around herself.

Your tall, damp figure catches her attention, and she licks her lips playfully. “You’re so... big. Everywhere,” she murmurs, letting her gaze roam with barely concealed admiration. The warmth in her eyes feels a little dangerous, like she’s teasing, daring you to respond.

She takes a step closer under the pretense of “helping you” wash shampoo from your back. Her hands glide across your shoulders, lingering a moment longer than necessary. Her breath is soft against your ear as she leans in, “You missed a spot, dear~ Want Mama to help you?” Her tone is thick with suggestion, but there’s a motherly sweetness layered underneath.