Bubble Bath Fantasies

Bubble Bath Fantasies

Chapter 6

Disclaimers: The novel “A Glimpse of Stocking” was written by the American bestseller author Elizabeth Gage in 1988.

Minutes later, Harm finished shaving and again tested the water for its temperature and this time, it was perfect. He tossed his boxers carelessly through the slightly ajar bathroom door and they landed somewhere on the carpet of the bedroom. Slowly, he placed first one, then the other foot into the warm water and then glided smoothly down until the water covered his body completely. Immediately, he was surrounded by rose fragrance and he felt how his mind began to calm down, how his tired muscles relaxed. Harm closed his eyes, opening his other senses. The water tingled his already sensitive skin. He breathed in deeply and listened to the soft melody. Harm couldn’t deny it any longer – Mac had been right: a scented bath did wonders for his stressed body and soul.
For a while he just lay in the water without the slightest movement, but then his mouth, which had become dry, begged for a drink. He reached for the bottle and took a long refreshing gulp. After he put away the bottle, he grabbed the book and leaned back against the porcelain tub wall.
He started at the beginning, but after only two pages, he leafed forward and reopened the book, then his gaze was drawn towards the lines. Harm started to read and knew in a heartbeat he was caught in the middle of an erotic and very intimate all female scenario. He knew he’d better stop, but he couldn’t. The way the author described the setting, the atmosphere and the two female characters were breathtaking and magical. He was lost in the words and was under the story’s spell. He felt like a silent voyeur, pleased and fascinated by the way the two women touched and caressed each other. When one of them covered the other with soft but demanding kisses, he wanted to take her place and kiss the sensitive female skin. When one female hand lingered in long, silky, female hair while the other hand stroked the most intimate spot of womanhood, he wished it could be his male fingers sliding in and out of her core fanatically. And when in response, the other woman kneaded her partner’s well-formed, tanned breasts, making her nipples hard, Harm would have given anything i cou could replace the woman’s hand with his hot mouth around the erect peaks.
The atmosphere in the bathroom changed – it became hotter, more intense and an erotic scent lingered in the air. Indeed his blood pressure and heartbeat increased. If it was because of the rose oil or because of the book, he didn’t know and for sure, he didn’t care.
Too soon the chapter was over and he didn’t feel the need to continue reading. His eyes drifted shut again and he let his head bac back against the wall and placed his left arm with the book in his hand nonchalantly over the sidewall of the tub. Slowly his grip loosened and the book slipped through his fingers and landed on the bathroom floor with a plop. But Harm didn’t notice. He also was unaware that his right hand had wandered magically to his shaft, bringing it to life with slow circles. Harm just gave into the sensations his hand was creating while the scenario in the book mixed in with his own faies.ies.
Instead of two women, he dreamed of only one, but to him she was the object of his desire. She was the one he’d always wanted; she was the one he’d always wondered what it would be like to be sexually intimate with her.
In his dreams, one very beautiful Marine Lt. Colonel leaned against the bathroom doorframe and watched him while he was making himself hot and ready. She caressed his lean, strong body with an intense gaze, first sliding along his body frame, then lingering where Harm’s hand was stroking his already throbbing penis.
Soft moans turned into deep groanen hen his right hand increased the strokes while the other hand cupped his balls and kneaded them. Harm felt his blood pumping in his veins, felt himself getting closer and closer to his climax – the awareness of being watched by Mac only increased the sensation and sped up his erotic trip to heaven.
But all too soon, Harm felt his orgasm rush through his whole body. His brebecabecame labored and culminated in a loud shout of her name.
His face was covered with sweat and his hands were slightly shaking, but his features relaxed automatically when his body and soul returned from their roller coaster ride to earth.
For a while, Harm felt nothing, just enjoyed the aftermath of his sexual high. Unfortunately, the emptiness in his soul and heart remained, while the feeling of joy disappeared slowly, but steadily. An emptiness that normally would have been filled by the warmth of a female body lying in his aif tif this sexual intermezzo hadn’t been only a one-man-show…but it was exactly that…and nothing more. Harm felt lost…and alone.
It seemed that his subconscious wanted to sooth his emotional pain, because behind his still closed eyes, he could see Mac coming over to him – seductively swinging her hips – and sitting down at the on the edge of the tub. In slow motion, she stretched out her left arm and her long fingers dipped into the warm water, gliding slowly downwards to his body. Her nails left a trail of hot flames, stimulating his still sensitive skin. Harm took in a deep breath through his half-opened mouth; his fingers tightly gripping the porcelain sidewalls of the tub. He didn’t know he had held his breath until he heard her soft voice filled with longing, sexual arousal and deep lust.
“Harm…”
*Oh god, only she can make my name sound so sexy… Ahhh, I’ve gone to heaven and I never want to go back, if it means I’d never hear somebody say my name that way…*
The voice didn’t stop and the emotions it caused by only saying his name didn’t subside. In fact it only increased them and Harm felt his manhood coming to life again – just by the sound of a very husky and sexy, female voice.
“Harm…that wasn’t enough, was it? Pleasuring yourself didn’t satisfy you half the way an erotic encounter with a woman would have, right?” his Fantasy-Mac asked.
An unsteady and breathed “Noooo…” was all Harm could answer, but he simultaneously thought, *Man, cassia indeed stimulates your ability to fantasize – Mac’s voice sounds nearly too real for a dream. But please don’t stop…*
A smile, Harm couldn’t see it, though he felt it, curled around her lips, knowing full well how much she affected him, how much power she had over him only with her voice.
“Maybe I can do something about it…maybe I can assist you…”
While those last words left Mac’s mouth, her hand slid lower and lower and lower…
And when her fingers wrapped around his now hard and pulsating shaft, a jolt of pure trictricity and fire rushed through his whole body. Surprised by her unexpected action, his upper body raised, causing water to splash over the tub walls. His eyes opened wide in utter astonishment and a gasp that came deep from his throat left his mouth.
When his eyes focused, his surprise only increased. Merely a few inches away sat a very real Sarah MacKenzie, still holding his manhood, and the shock he felt inside was mirrored in her deep, chocolate brown eyes. Th beh besides pure shock, he also saw more: yearning, lust, passion…and a slight hint of fear.
“Oh my god, Maaaaac…”
Quickly letting go of his member, she struggled to find her voice.
“Uh, Harm, well…”
“Mac, what are you doing here?” he asked in confusion.
Amused to find him so surprised and embarrassed she answered, “Well, the last time I checked, this was my tmentment…”
Mac regained her self-confidence and let her eyes wander again down his body, stopping where her hand had been only a moment before.
Harm followed her gaze and immediately blushed when he realized where her eyes were looking. Like a shy little boy, he placed his hands over his erotic center, trying to cover his erection that didn’t want to subside. In fact, Mac’s ntiontion only swelled it.
He slowly raised his head when he heard Mac giggle sexily.
“Oh c’mon, don’t be such a prude… There’s nothing there I didn’t see just a few minutes ago, and it seems that your little sailor enjoyed my earlier treatment.”
“Uh…yeah…but still…” Harm still couldn’t formulate one whole logical sentence. He sighed deeply and tried again, “Why are you home already, Mac? You said you wouldn’t be home ‘till next Monday.”
Mac grinned again. *It was simply too amusing to see him struggle for composure.* she thought.
“Nice change of topic, Commander. Well, Bud and I were a good team and we found out that one of my client’s fellow marines wanted to get rid of him because he suspecthat hat my client had witnessed some of his illegal games of gambling. To make a long story short, we revealed the truth, caught the bad guy and saved the day and my client’s career.”
Harm loved to listen to Mac when she talked about her work, loved to see the twinkle in her eyes, reflecting the joy and pride she felt through her duty. His eyes locked with hers and he saw the change in them when again the longing for more swelled up in her eyes.
“Mac…please…WhatWhat, Harm? C’mon, I know what happened in here, and you know it, too. I heard you shout out my name in ecstasy, I saw the reaction my fingers caused in you… You can’t deny it and I won’t let you. Please, Harm, don’t push me away…not again, not this time…”
She sounded so sincere and her eyes begged him to let her in…and then he saw what he’d always hoped to see reflected in his dream woman’s eyes: love. Just love – pure and simple.
The walls he had built up over the years of their partnership to protect his fragile heart, crumbled just by her looking at him. When Harm realized what she had just asked him to do, when he finally admitted to himself that he couldn’t hide or deny his feelings – his love – for her any longer, he opened himself again to the situation they were in. A situation, in which he was completely naked and aroused, but she was still dressed in her marine green uniform. He couldn’t let her stay that way – paybacks were hell, or so they said.
“Uh, Mac, don’t you think you’re a bit overded?”ed?”
Now it was Mac’s turn to be confused. She looked down at herself, still not understanding what he meant.
Harm chuckled, “Well, Mac, I think it’s only fair that you lose some of your clothes. And considering that you watched one of my most intimate moments, I’d like you to do it slowly and in front of me.”
Mac gasped, “What…?”
“Strip for me, Sarah, slowly…I want to admire the incredible body, you hide unsuccessfully under your uniform. I want to see you, Sarah, ‘really’ see you!” he whispered huskily.
The seconds ticked away slowly until Mac found the strength to look at him again.

TBC