Chapter 129

Back massage
Same old shit, different day. I finally made it home from work, having battled ignorant fools all day; whoever says working for the public is gratifying really is insane. I walk into my house, making a beeline for the refrigerator. Looks like I should've gone to the store- grilled cheese again for dinner. I can't even care anymore, I'm so damn tired.
I eat quickly and walk to my room. Though I'm thoroughly tempted to jump into bed and fall asleep, I don't. Instead, I walk to the bathroom and start the shower. The warm water feels great, and it drowns out the noise of the city. I begin to lather my body, cleaning the stress and tension from my skin. I've always loved feeling my own skin; there is just something erotically naughty about touching your own body. Inspired by my seemingly innocent bathing, I begin to caress my breasts, enjoying the smooth skin, before gently teasing my hardening nipples. It's amazing how soft my breasts are, and I take my time, giving them full attention before moving on. I slide my right hand down my stomach, reveling in the abs I've worked hard for, sliding further towards my lonely clit.