[FFML] [ranma][lemon] Damned if you Don't Chapter 2

[Bolivar Shagnasty]

Damned if you Don't Chapter 2
By Bolivar Q. Shagnasty and The Composer

Nodoka checked the temperture of the furu and adjusted the heat settings.  "Perfect.  Should be ready in ten minutes."  The woman turned to the changing room door.  "Kasumi dear, are you ready?"

"Umm, coming!" Gosunkugi shouted as he finsihed up his disrobement.  He lingered a bit, eyes on the glass again, but then figured he was going to get plenty of skin INSIDE the room.  He steeled himself and opened the door.

Older woman or not, Nodoka was definitely a beautiful woman.  Her breasts were full and had no sag at all, and her hair, loose from its bounds, cascaded around her shoulders.  Gosunkugi couldn't help a quick glance down;  her crotch was covered in darker auburn hair, thick and curly.

Nodoka positioned herself on the small stool.  "Well come on over and we'll get you washed up, alright dear?"

 Gosunkugi nodded dumbly, and sat before her, with his back towards her.  As much as he hated to lose the sight - he was surprised at how much so - he knew that if he sat facing her, she'd be more than a little suspicious.
 
 He felt warm, sudsy hands against his shoulders and back as Nodoka worked a lather on him.  "You take very good care of your skin, don't you Kasumi?  You must tell me your secret."
 
"I wish I knew," he muttered.

"Ah, natural, is it?  Your mother was the same way."

The hands suddenly stopped, and Nodoka slid back.  He could hear her turning the stool around.  "All right, will you please do my back?"

Of course, she had no idea to whom she was speaking, he mused.  If she did, he'd hardly still be alive;  she carried the katana even into the bathroom.  He eyed it nervously, where it hung on the wall, then turned around and picked up the soap.

"Mmmm...that feels good."  Nodoka leaned back against his hands.  "Oh, yes.  You always were good with your hands."

Gosunkugi started to sweat.  Whatever he was doing, it seemed he was doing from instinct - perhaps a learned reflex from this body?  But Saotome-san was definitely enjoying it.

Of course, for her, it was completely innocent...right?

His hands continued to roam her back.  Gosunkugi couldn't help himself, his eyes roaming to the sides, hoping to see a bit of breast, and down to her ass.  He nearly had to stop his hands from following his gaze.

"Well, as much as I enjoy getting my back scrubbed properly, I think we should move on to getting the rest of ourselves cleaned."  

Gosunkugi nodded, and moved back a bit.  Nodoka turned around, and he handed her the washcloth and soap.

"Thank you, dear."

Nodoka worked a lather into the cloth, and started at her shoulders.  She rubbed the cloth across the left shoulder, then down the length of the arm.  She paused at the hands, rubbing the cloth between her fingers, before taking the cloth in her left hand and repeating the performance on the right arm.