The bathroom provided was quite spacious. It had a bathtub large enough for two people to comfortably cuddle in there, a shower area enclosed in glass walls for some steamy time, a separate area to wash the grime and sweat after an intense workout, two sinks, and two separate washrooms for obvious reasons. The consideration put into its design was seen clearly and loudly.
After they were done with brushing and went into their own washroom to relieve themselves, they soon stood facing each other outside the washing area.
"So, who's going to strip first? Ladies first?" Anthony asked in a joking tone, but his nervousness couldn't be hidden, which was felt from the tremors in his voice. Clearly, he was a little embarrassed to show his naked body.
"You go first." Amelia smirked at him. She was also equally embarrassed but did not want to show it. In her mind, she wanted to see his flustered expression, which only she had shown so far. Alas, it might not be today.
"As you wish. But don't faint after seeing my body." He returned her smile and started stripping. First, he took off his shirt and then his pajamas. Soon, he stood there only in his underwear.
"..."
Amelia was silent as she looked at his well-built body. It was not quite obvious because of the loose clothing, but Anthony possessed a slim body with the right muscle and fat proportions blended into a youthful body full of vigor that seemed ready for some steamy actions. Even the bulge in his underwear was considerable...
"Ahem." Anthony coughed lightly.
"U-Uh, what?"
"You are staring too hard."
"O-Oh, s-sorry."
"No? I am not complaining. Stare as much as you like, just... don't assault me, please."
"You... hah. Just strip already."
He laughed slyly and proceeded to remove his underwear. The next moment, his manhood was out in the open for Amelia to see... which she did... for only a moment and reverted her gaze in shame. The image that lingered in her mind was... overwhelming.
"Now it's your turn."
"Jerk."
"Hmm? Did you say anything?"
"Nothing."
Truthfully, her confidence was already beginning to falter. It was not because she hated being naked in front of him, but because she was ashamed to show her slobby body to him. She might not be fat or chubby per se, but unlike his body, which was well maintained and taut, hers was loose and... old. It was close to humiliating.
But she did not back away. She clearly remembered and felt the sincerity and adoration he showed when he touched her. His hands, which roamed over her body just yesterday and discovered a part of her, clearly expressed joy and love in her own touch at that time. This gave her a new confidence in her own body, which she disliked for as long as she could remember.
Her hands reached under her shirt, and she swiftly pulled it up and over her head. Her breasts spilled out in quite the jiggling motion, and her brown hair flowed down messily as she wiggled out of her shirt.
Next, she pulled down her pajamas and panties at the same time unhesitatingly, baring her hairy pussy to the looking Anthony, who, unlike Amelia, looked at her womanhood for some time before looking up at her chest and finally at her face.
'It was a jungle. A jungle I saw surrounding a moist cave.'
"Let's first wash each other with soap." Anthony advised as he led the way.
"... You looked, didn't you?" She asked while following him.
"What did I look?"
"Don't play dumb. You looked at my..."
"You also looked at mine. We are even."
"So, how was it...? Am I attractive?"
At that, Anthony stopped and seriously looked at her with his eyes wide open, a grin suddenly breaking out on his face.
"You have become quite bold in only one day. I like it."
Was it because they were now even showing their naked bodies to each other? Amelia felt he was becoming more and more frank with her. She quite liked it.
"So, what do you think?"
"I liked it." He gave her a simple enough answer and asked back, "What do you think of mine?"
"I see... Huh?" The smile that appeared on her face at his words stiffened at the next second due to his question. What did she think of his body? How was she supposed to answer that?
Tell her honest feelings or act shy and just tell him it was good.
"I think any woman would love to see your body." In the end, she gathered her courage and said something so cheeky, which also expressed her own genuine thoughts.
"You also?"
"Yes. Me too..."
Why did he have to always embarrass her like this? A small grudge formed inside her, and she vowed to embarrass him at least once.
"That would be enough."
Badump.
All her thoughts flew away at his last remark. Her heart thumped loudly, and she stared at his back with a troubled expression, her mouth wide open in surprise.
'What? What does he mean by that? Did he just confess to me?'
It was so sudden that her brain malfunctioned, her focus was lost suddenly, and she collided with him.
Squish.
Her soft breasts pressed against his solid back, and her nipples rubbed against his skin, eliciting an involuntary moan from her.
"Ahn."
"What happened?" He asked bewilderingly.
"Nothing. I just tripped."
"Be careful. Then, will you wash me first?"
She pondered over his words for a moment and nodded in affirmation.
"Okay. This time, I will service you."
"Haha, if you say so. Then I will have to wash you even more thoroughly."
Amelia blushed and lightly slapped his back.
"Be quiet and enjoy being serviced by a beautiful woman like me."
"That's true."
"Hmph."
With that, Amelia started to wash his body.