“Yes, that would be lovely. I've never had anyone wash my hair before. I would enjoy that. Thank you."

She looked startled for a moment and then beamed a smile at him and stepped forward and placed a hand on his chest. It was an intimate act and Daniel sucked in his breath. "Get undressed and get yourself clean. I'll be back in to wash your hair in a few minutes." She left her hand in place and then leaned in and took a sniff of him. "You smell like sex." She dropped her hand and left the room.

Daniel undressed quickly and placed his clothes on a chair. He lifted a leg up high and stepped into the deep tub. The water was very hot, and he had to take his time settling in. Finally, only his head remained out of the water, and he lay back and relaxed. He could feel the water burning his bite mark and stinging the cuts and scratches on his body. His back and ass cheeks were burning, and he wondered what Amy had done to them. He grabbed the soap and worked up a lather and then stood and washed himself. It felt wonderful. He hadn't had a hot bath in a couple of years, and he vowed to do this more often. He sat back down again and dipped his head under the water and scrubbed his scalp.

He brought his head out and shook his long hair. He felt so much better. He stood up and looked at his cock. It was sensitive and sore. He looked it over and decided it would recover and then lathered up more soap and washed his cock, balls, and ass.

He heard a slight cough, and he turned to find the woman had returned wearing a light dress. He could see her dark nipples through the material. They were taut and pushing against the fabric. He couldn't help it, but his cock stiffened slightly.

She was staring at his cock openly. With everything that had happened to him over the past couple of days, he found he couldn't be bashful about it. Amy's praise for his cock had boosted his confidence. He reached out and rubbed more soap over its length and his cock swelled to full size, jutting straight out from his body.

"Oh my," she said. "That is one huge cock, sir."

“Thank you."

"If you are done washing, I'll wash your hair now. Lie back on this end please and place your neck in the space here." She touched the indent at the end of the tub. She placed a small towel over the edge.

Daniel sat down in the tub and leaned back carefully and placed his neck in the space and onto the towel. He closed his eyes and relaxed.

He heard a small squirt noise and then her hands were in his hair.

He felt the shampoo and then her fingers were massaging the shampoo into his hair and scalp. It felt amazing.

“That feels wonderful."

“I'm glad you like it," she murmured.

Her fingers were surprisingly strong, and she worked his entire head and even massaged the muscles at his neck and shoulders. With little sleep the night before, Daniel felt himself falling asleep and fought it off. She continued to wash his hair, and Daniel figured at least twenty minutes had gone by. It was a long hair wash.

"You're Daniel Davies, aren't you?" She asked, her mouth close to his right ear.

"Yes, I am."

"You were the one who humiliated Amy at the restaurant."

Daniel opened his eyes. Those were a strange choice of words.

Suddenly he was wary. "That's not what happened," he said simply.

The woman's fingers pressed tighter on his neck muscles. "Strange, the entire town is talking about it. Everyone is laughing at her.

About how you embarrassed her and had her kicked out of the restaurant."

"Believe me, she did all that on her own."

The woman went silent. Then she spoke again. "Who bit you? That's quite a mark."