びしょ濡れの師匠 Soaking wet master
「全く…、酷い目にあった…」
師匠の帰ってくる音がして僕はタオルを掴んで玄関まで迎えに行った。
さっき通り雨が降ったからきっとびしょ濡れになって帰って来たに違いないから。
「おお、気が利くな正太郎。すまない。」
師匠はタオルを受け取りながら苦笑いを浮かべる。
「まるで私を狙い撃ちにしたような雨だ。見ろ！今はこんなに晴れている…、忌々しい！」
師匠は腹を立てながら僕の渡したタオルでガシガシと乱暴に髪を拭いた。
彼女はビキニみたいなジーンズとサンダル、そして上はＴシャツ一枚という姿だった。そう、本当にシャツ一枚。雨でスケスケになったそのシャツはピッタリと彼女の乳房に張り付き、その豊かなフォルムと野性的な乳輪の形と色がくっきり…
「ど、どうしてそんな薄着で出掛けたんです？（何でノーブラなんだよ！）」
「そこのコンビニまで晩の酒と摘みを買いに行くだけだったからな。それなのに、私が店から出た途端に急に土砂降りになった。年甲斐もなく走ってしまったぞ。」
「は、走ったんですか？（そんなものをブルンブルンさせて？）」
「ああ走った。なのにこんな時ばかり信号によく捕まってな、余計に皆から物珍しそうにジロジロ見られてしまった。」
（そりゃ誰だって見ますよ…、そんなスケスケなものをブルンブルンさせられたら…）
「おまけにやたらと声をかけられてなぁ…。『車で送りましょうか？』『僕の家で温まっていきませんか？』やら何やら…、何回声をかけられたかわからん。親切な人が多いのは良いことだが…、この街は少々お節介が過ぎるぞ。しつこくて叶わん。」
師匠、多分それはただの親切じゃないです。
「すぐにお風呂沸かしますね。何なら背中もお流ししましょうか？」
「気が利く弟子だな。よろしく頼む。」
え？
師匠が嬉しそうに微笑んでいるのを見て、僕の妄想は暴走していく。
洗いたい。もう、いろんな物をいろんな物で洗ってあげたい。
僕の我慢は限界を迎えようとしていた。
"I've had a terrible time..."
When I heard Master coming home, I grabbed a towel and went to the entrance to greet her.
Because it suddenly rained earlier, so she must have come home soaking wet.
"Oh, You'r clever, Shotaro. Thanks."
The Master smiled bitterly as she accepted the towel.
"It's as if the rain was aimed at me. Look at that! It's so sunny now..., damn."
Master got angry and roughly wiped her hair with the towel I had given her. I stared at Master's soaking wet body from top to bottom and gulped.
She was wearing bikini-like jeans, sandals, and a T-shirt on top. So, really just one shirt. The shirt, soaked from the rain, clung perfectly to her breasts, showing off their rich form and the shape and color of their wild nipples.
"Why did you go out in such light clothes? (Why are you wearing no bra? !)"
"I was just going to the convenience store to buy some drinks and snacks for the evening, but as soon as I left the store, it suddenly started pouring. I had to run like a child because of it."
"Did you run!? (While shaking your tits!?)"
"Yeah, I ran. And to make matters worse, I got caught at a bunch of traffic lights, so I had a lot of people staring at my soaking wet, pathetic figure!"
(Of course anyone would look at it... if they could see such a magnificent thing through it and it was shaking violently...)
"In addition, I was approached a lot... 'Would you like me to drive you home in this car?' 'Would you like to warm up at my place?' And on and on.... It's good that there are so many kind people, but this town is a little too meddlesome. They keep pestering me!"
I tried to make a joke, trying to forget the thought that if Master had accepted the invitation of some unscrupulous person....
"I'll run the bath right away. If you'd like, I can give you a back scrub."
"You're a clever disciple. I appreciate you."
My imagination runs wild as I see my master smiling happily at me.
I want to wash all kinds of things with all kinds of things. My patience was about to reach its limit.