I was helping an older widowed lady from our church clean out her garage and under her deck. In so doing, I got quite muddy. She suggested I bath before going home. As it turned out, she had a walk-in tub. Cool, I’d never used on before.
She explained what I needed to know and I got in and filled it as directed.
All went well until I had to get out. The water simply would not drain. I tried anything that seemed even somewhat logical, but nothing happened. Finally, I had no alternative but to call for help.
She immediately knew the problem and said I’d have to crawl out over the top. Since I had to use my hands to get out, she held the towel until I was high enough to grab it myself. As I did, I lost my balance, stepped on the bottom of the towel and fell to the floor. There I laid, totally naked and dazed from the fall. She immediately jumped to my side to see how I was. It took only a few moments to clear my head, but when I did I realized she was looking directly at my p****. I made a half-hearted attempt to cover myself with my hands, but that probably made it worse. Eventually, I got up and wrapped the towel around me.
I apologized and she smiled and said it was fine.
Next she had to now fix the drain. To do this she had to actually climb into the tub. She laughingly said since I was naked she might as well be too, and removed her dress. I thought she was going to get completely naked but she didn’t. She climbed in with only her slip and p****** on. Whatever she did in there, it opened the drain and she walked out. Her slip and p****** were soaking wet letting me see everything. For a woman in her 70’s (I’m guessing) she looked pretty good. Even her t*** stood out without much droop. As she stood there obviously to let me see her naked. I started to feel a little excitement.
No, we didn’t jump in bed or anything like that. We both got dressed and laughed about the incident.
Now, every time I go to church and a woman looks at me, I wonder if she knew the story.