Back in the main room Ben was lying on the bed and had turned on the crumby movie again. He was only watching TV to distract himself, because when he heard the shower running he started picturing Gwen’s soapy naked body, her hairless cunt and dripping breasts. Just then the bathroom door creaked open, steam escaped into the rest of the motel room and in the door way stood Gwen with nothing but a white cotton towel wrapped around her chest. Ben’s eyes were immediately glued to Gwen. He studied her young, slim and glistening legs following them to the bottom of the towel which just barely covered the shaved pussy that he knew was underneath. Ben could feel his dick starting to rise. His eyes traveled higher to her breasts which he knew so well he could see perfectly as if the towel wasn’t even there, since only minutes ago he was pressed between them. Then he looked a little higher to see a smirk on Gwen’s face; Ben quickly returned his focus onto the television.
“It’s working”, Gwen thought to herself, “I’m still wearing the robe and he’s already drooling all over me. Time for step two.” Gwen walked over to the dresser beside the bed so that she was still in sight of Ben; she opened her suit case that was located on top o...