"You know I have a good reason for bathing you right?" Enoch ask when he noticed how relaxed Abigail was.
" I know, but I'll like to know what the reason for bathing me is, because I don't want surprises." Abigail said knowing what he can do.
He got up and helped her out of the bathtub and made her sit on the chair in front of the dressing mirror.
He took the towel and started drying herself and her hair. He applied scented oil in her soft hair making it shine more under the light.
Abigail was feeling nervous as she knew all this was leading her mind where she didn't want it to be.
She bit her lower lips trying to suppress the sensations that was going through her from Enoch's fingers which was massaging her head.
When Enoch noticed this, he knew the time was right, so he decided to tease her even more.
"Nana! do you remember the last time we made love in the bathroom? i think it's been a while since we last did it under the shower." he said making sure she remembers ever details.
Abigail felt like disappearing from his sight when she remembered she was the one who took charge at the time.
" I think I do but I don't think I remember all the details." she reply, trying all she can to hide the embarrassment on her face from him.
" Oh! you don't? That's great, I think I can remind you then, I have everything stored on a memory," he continues to tease her even more.
" Which one? I don't remember seeing anything on your phone, and I don't think we even recorded that." she ask, pretending not to know what he meant.
"why don't you let me show it to you instead of asking?" I said I have it stored.
That really made shivers run through Abigail's spine, and she knew she had to do something fast.
Knowing what she put herself into, and that he's not going to stop, she got up to leave the room, not sure what he might do next.
"And where do you think you are going, leaving me alone here?" he asked making her look at him in the eyes.
"Am going to get dress, you know we have to go to the president to have a talk before tomorrow." Abigail reply, still trying to get away from him.
Just then he remembered she was still naked, he licked his lips leaving it moisturize and tempting to kiss.
He held her small waist with his left hand, and with his right hand holding the back of her head, he kissed her roughly making sure to take her breathe away.
He removed his hands from her waist and place it on her breast. He started kissing her deeper than before, pressing her breast had as well.
Abigail felt her legs giving up due to lack of air in her lungs, which made her body get weak bit by bit.
She throw her hands around his neck to get a better posture, and to stand well, not knowing she was also enjoying his tricks.
He lifted her up and made her sit on the table in front of the mirror, not allowing there mouth to path for even a second.