'Mind if I join you?'
'Took you long enough.'
She watched Serena pour some soap onto her scrub and reached over to take it from her to do her back. Serena wriggled with delight at being looked after. It had been years since someone had scrubbed her back.
'Thought you were going to join me?'
Bernie considered the temptation in the bathtub and vowed to be more adventurous. Serena was looking at her invitingly and how could she resist that? She hesitantly slipped off her clothes while Serena busied herself and perched on the edge of the tub in a ladylike fashion.
'There's enough room.'
Bernie smiled but stayed where she was. Serena said no more but rinsed her hair. She wasn't going to push her.
They stayed there until the water started getting cold. Serena held up her fingers and observed the wrinkles. Bernie leaned forward to clasp hands and smiled at her mermaid, who made herself comfortable and looked up at her, willing her to move closer. She did. Without a word, Serena moved Bernie's leg out to prop up on the rim, knee bent. Bernie silently let her other leg lap into the water. Serena stroked her hand up her exposed thigh, wound her arms around them and leaned forward to kiss further up. Bernie gasped and clutched onto the handrail as Serena began a relentlessly gentle assault on her most sensitive spots. Bernie's moans echoed around the bathroom and she dearly hoped that nobody was downstairs. She could barely keep up with trying not to fall off while she was almost dying of pleasure. The cold surface beneath her bum, chilled her up her back and through her nipples but her lover's warm tongue kept her quivering on the edge. As uncomfortable as she was, she didn't want it to end.
Serena knew what she wanted to do when Bernie had got naked. She took a chance that her oral skills would work on a woman. And as usual, the risk paid off. She started by tracing the line with her finger, running it down and following it with her lips. Kissed every inch that she could find, to start off with. She psyched herself up to take the next step, feeling the other woman's pulse flutter under her fingertips. Lips still pressed to the tender skin, she slowly opened her mouth and darted her tongue out to taste, earning a quick groan from above. She slowly carried on licking with the flat of her tongue, running it along the folds and rolling that sensitive nub up and down. She liked the musky scent and she liked the tang of skin on her tongue. She also very much liked the noises she was bringing out in the woman perched above. Another thing she wished she'd tried sooner.