The Manor: Second Floor -  Exploration ends with a bang! (ch. 12) By BradentonLarry.   Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Tascha and Don splashed out of the hot tub and down into the pool, which they quickly crossed and climbed out of. Going to the left, they entered the large shower room. The water was, of course, wonderfully warm. Don seemed to just assume that he should wash Tascha’s hair, getting a handful of SHAMPOO and starting to work it into her hair and scalp. Tascha relaxed and just enjoyed the feeling.  She found herself thinking that after this was all over she would seriously considering trying to convince Sarah to try a three-way relationship with Don. She smiled at the thought and noticed that his cock was already regaining its erection. She gave it a playful pat and then stepped under the water to rinse her head. When she stepped out again, Don was there with a soapy washcloth, and began to wash her body lovingly. Yeah, she thought, definitely worth considering trying to see if this could work in the real world.  He lingered over the area between her legs and she leaned on his shoulder to let the shivers pass over her. When Don finally finished there, she surprised herself by saying, “You forgot someplace,” and then turned around, bent over a bit, and reached back to spread her butt cheeks. “Oh, uh, I guess I did,” Don stammered. He didn’t hesitate, though, to work his soapy cloth between her cheeks and then into her asshole. Tascha found herself wiggling her butt at him, enjoying the attention. Well, this is definitely something new, she thought. When he finished, she stood up, laughing a little to herself and got under the shower to rinse. When she was thoroughly free of soap, she turned to see Don washing his hair, cock standing out in front of him. Two options occurred to Tascha, and she chose the second one, saying, “Hey, I’m supposed to do that!” Don laughed, and said, “Well, you were busy.” Tascha shook her head at him and began to wash his hair and body as thoroughly as he had hers. While she was stroking her washcloth up and down the shaft of his now very hard cock, he pulled her into him and kissed her deeply. Reminding herself that they were supposed to be looking for the garden, she pushed away from him with a smile and said, “We can get back to that later.” When she worked her washcloth between his butt cheeks, and then mischievously pushed a finger up his ass, Tascha was a bit surprised that he didn’t object or even jump. She filed that information away for future reference, as he had no doubt done with her reaction to that particular treatment. At last, when they were both clean and dry, they headed out to cross the gym. They both waved to Shelonda who was climbing out of the pool with a big, adorable smile on her face. Tascha said, “I could see bringing her with us.” “She can help if there’s a fight, that’s for sure,” Don said, seriously considering the suggestion. “Shelonda,” Tascha said, “do you know how to get to the garden?” “Um, no, I don’t think so,” she answered. “I don’t think I’ve ever been to the garden.” “Would you like to help us try to find it?” Tascha asked. “Sure,” Shelonda smiled. “Just let me dry off.” When she returned to them, they set off, leaving the gym and heading up the stairs in the corridor outside. As they walked, Don asked, “Shelonda, I forgot to ask earlier, do you remember anything before you were here in the Manor?” Tascha stifled a derisive chuckle, and Don shot her a mildly sheepish glance. “Before the Manor?” Shelonda seemed puzzled. “I don’t understand.” “Where did you learn to fight?” Don tried. She shrugged, “I just know how. I like it. I mean, sparring; I don’t like fighting for real.” The second floor was as they remembered from the day before: high ceilinged corridors, with soft carpet and dark-paneled walls. At intervals, there were candle holders set into the walls, as well as benches, which always seemed to be directly opposite mirrors. Of course