Starting to Cross the Line

The bathtub was too small for the two of us, considering that Lucien is tall and big. After some awkward splashing and spilling of warm water and foam, Lucien was sitting with me on the opposite end of the bathtub.

“Lucien…what are you doing?!” I asked in panic. Wrapping my hands consciously around my breasts. What has gotten into him? This is not normal. In all our ten years living together, we never showered or bath together. I was old enough to do that by myself already even when we first met.

“Natalia, I want you to wash my back for me…please?” he pleaded as he turned his naked muscular back towards me. What is going on here? How am I supposed to refuse him when he pleads like that? I thought while grabbing a sponge to start washing his back. I placed my hand on his well-t