Clementina - S01 E04

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Clementina - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

In front of me, Clementina slowed her stroking and stood up. She stepped into the tub and lowered herself into the water.

Though I could see into the tub, and her breasts still stood out above the waterline, her lower half was concealed by the bubbles and the bath oils.

Her nipples were still trickling out the white fluid without any additional coaxing from her, but the milk had taken on a slightly pinkish tinge.

Clementina's right arm began to move as she massaged herself under the water. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, and her dark braid was cascading over her shoulders and between her breasts. She moaned and her arm moved faster and faster.

My own arm moved faster and faster as I knew was about to unload. I stared at her chest, her nipples hard, the slow trickle of pink continuing. The water was working into a froth with her frantic stroking. I wished I could see under the water.

But I could see enough. My balls tightened and came, a thick load that sprayed the back of the bathroom wall and oozed down, puddling in the mud at bottom of the crawlspace. I fought back a moan that threatened to erupt from my mouth and stared wantonly at Clementina who was moaning as she reached a climax of her own.

Her mouth threw open, she moaned.

She opened her eyes...and looked straight at me.

Fuck, she could see me. She knew I was here.

She moaned, staring me in the eye. Her shoulders shook, her tits jiggled. I could practically feel her climax.

She closed her eyes.

Then.. something...moved in the water between her knees. I just caught a quick glimpse of it. All saw was black, slimy skin and a long tendril-like shape. It was visible for just a second, then it was gone,

The shock and surprise made me jump. I lost my footing and fell The shock and surprise made me jump. I lost my footing and fell from the crawlspace ledge. Reaching out to try to stop my fall, I hit the pipe I was going to repair, causing it to fully rupture and spreading water everywhere, over me, and over the crawlspace. As I fell into the chamber beyond, my leg hit the iron rake I had used to clear out the cobwebs. Pain shot through me. I cried out and fell to the floor.

I looked down at my leg. The rake had scraped across the skin, thankfully leaving just deep scratches and nothing more, though there was some initial signs of swelling from the impact and I was bleeding a little. I swore.

I scrambled through the crawlspace and cut off the main water supply, then surveyed the damage.

The pipe had bent and ruptured, dumping a ton of water through the crawlspace and the entrance chamber to the cellar. The sump pump was running and the water level was already dropping. No real damage had been done besides the rupture.

I was going to need about six feet of pipe to make the repair. While I had enough stashed in Clementina's cellar for basic repairs, there was not enough to fix this mess. This was going to have to wait until I could go to the store in the morning. Clementina would be without water service until then.

I glanced up at the space in the wall above the pipe - the spot where i had been standing. Light still filtered through the hole.

What, exactly, had I seen in the tub? It looked like a black snake, or a writhing appendage. What the hell?

I told myself to get a grip. She probably had a sex toy in the tub maybe a long flexible dildo, or something like that, There were some pretty long dongs out there. She was an attractive, lonely woman in an old house. It made complete sense that she might have a collection of adult toys. It also made sense she might be turned on by a young man watching while she masturbated in the tub.

But that aside, I would still have to tell her she wouldn't have service until morning because I had fucked up.

What a complete mess. I had been turned on watching her, but What a complete mess. I had been turned on watching her, but now was embarrassed and humillated. She was helping out my mother and I in our darkest hour, and I had paid her back by being a Peeping Tom. My mom was going to kill me.

But there was that seeming phone call between Clementina and my mother. Had that really happened? Or had Clementina been leading me on? If she was leading me on, she had no reason to be mad at me for playing the voyeur. And if it was real, then neither she nor my mother had any right to be mad. It made me feel a little bit better, but I still felt like shit.

I wearily climbed the stairs out of the cellar. My phone said it was shortly after midnight. Maybe I would be able to get at least a few hours sleep before made an early run to Home Depot in the morning.

I knocked on the bathroom door. "Clementina?"

"Yes, just a moment." I heard the sounds of her getting out of the tub an the water draining, and a second later Clementina opened the door. She wore a bath towel wrapped around her body, holding it closed. The towel could barely contain her curves, and it threatened to gap in front.

But had no desire for her right then. I had already had enough excitement for one night, enough of her games. I just wanted to go to bed.

I stammered as I started to speak. "Hey, um, there's been an accident in the basement."

"An accident?" she cocked an eyebrow.

"Yes, was...um...inspecting the plumbing and I accidentally bumped the pipe that was leaking. It ruptured."

Inspecting the plumbing? I cringed inwardly at my attempted lie.

"You were inspecting my plumbing?" she asked. "How did my plumbing look?"

I blushed from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

"It looked..." I hesitated.

Clementina made a "go on" gesture with her hand. "It looked...um...good otherwise. Except for the part accidentally broke, everything else looked to be in...um...good workina order."