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bath.
    She slipped out of her suit and padded naked to the bathroom. Her body still hummed with excitement over Derek. Unlike him, she didn't get any relief.
    She turned on the tap, adjusted the temperature and poured in a liberal amount of floral scented bubble bath. The water soon became a white frothy layer of bubbles.
    Warm water enveloped her and she sighed. She slid down and propped her head on a towel letting her arms and legs float freely. The bubbles popping one by one across her chest, tickled her. Her nipples were taut peeks despite the warmth aching to be touched. She thought back to the truck and her clit throbbed. How his head fell back as he came in her hand.
    Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own, traveling straight to her aching bud. She hissed through her teeth and opened herself to the warmth of the bath. All the sensations together just served to make her hotter. Her groin seemed to be alive with quakes like lightening jolting through her. They pulsed with her heartbeat. Her index finger touched the naked tip of her clit making her jerk, sloshing water over the side.
    In her haste, she had forgotten to turn off the water. She reached up with her toes and turned the nozzle off. The only sounds in the room now were that of the faucet dripping one drop at a time and of her breathing.
    The water lapped at the back of her neck with each movement, exciting her even more. She rubbed her clit in small slow circles drawing it out. She didn't want to rush this fantasy. She wanted to imagine the fingers touching her were his.
    “Derek! Mmm, oh yeah, that's it.” She picked up speed then filled herself with two fingers and finger fucked herself for long moments with the other hand rolling a nipple between her fingers.
    “Almost there, yes, almost. Ohmigod, yes.” She rubbed her clit in fast circles and pinched her nipple, making her explode. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her body jerked and twitched ferociously, splashing a large amount of water onto the tile floor. She didn't care about the water. All she cared about was the incredible orgasm that had just crashed over her like a tidal wave. Regardless of the water, she had a fine sheen of sweat on her face, which cooled courtesy of the air conditioning. Her breaths came in pants, ragged and labored. She could fall asleep here right now and she wouldn't give one tiny little ounce of a crap.
    She laid there content in her bliss when she heard a banging noise. Startled she sat straight up and listened again.
    Bang! Bang! Bang
    “Open up, I know you're in there. Come on, Lissy, I see your car in the parking lot.
    “Dammit. I hate it when you call me Lissy. It makes me sound like a dog.” She stepped out of the tub, donned her terrycloth pink robe and opened the door to a fist in her face. She ducked the knocking fist just barely missing her.
    “Shit, Lissy, I wasn't trying to hit you. I was just knocking. I didn't think you would open the door.” He shifted from foot to foot.
    “Rex, what are you doing here?”
    “I wanted to see you. And from the looks of it you wanted to see me too.” He stared at her chest.
    She looked down, realizing her nipples were hard from the cold. Definitely didn't have anything to do with present company, if that's what you could call him. He was more like an unwelcome rodent. They didn't make traps big enough for creeps like him. She didn't know what she ever saw in him. Next to Derek he was a real loser.
    “Alright, you've seen me. You can leave now.” She tried closing the door on him, but he pushed in past her. “Or you could come in I guess.” Damn, she didn't want him in her apartment.
    “Look, Lissy, I need you back. I've changed.”
    “Stop calling me Lissy. And no you haven't changed at all. Why are you here?”
    “Cause we're good together.” He approached her.
    She smelled the beer on his breath already. Good grief, he was a turn-off.
    He tried to kiss her.
    She dodged him, moving to the side.
    “We