The white stockings slid up my legs, caressing my skin as my fingers tugged on the thin elastic band at the top. Pulling the silk taut, I snapped the garters one by one onto the band. I grabbed the tiny, white uniform from the hanger on the back of the bathroom door and stepped into it. The snug material hugged my voluptuous curves, and the buttons strained against their holes as I pushed them through. I left the top three buttons undone so the upper swell of my large breasts peaked out in all their splendor.

The skirt of the uniform barely covered my ass, and the garters and tops of my stockings were clearly visible. I slipped on the three inch white heels and pinned the cap into my blonde curls. My look complete, I took the small, beige washtub and filled it with warm water and threw a fluffy washcloth into the liquid.

He waited for me. Stretched out on the bed, his naked body lay on top of the rubber sheet. Lean muscle adorned his frame, and light hair covered his skin like a blanket. His chest was bare and smooth, the hair sparing the skin there. As I entered the room, his cock twitched in response at the sight of me in my tight little uniform.

"It's time for your sponge bath," I announced. Setting the washtub on the bedside table, I pulled two latex gloves from the box lying there and slid them onto my hands. His cerulean eyes tracked my movements as I wrung out the washcloth and squeezed a bit of soap onto it from the dispenser I had brought with me from the bathroom. Inch by inch, I washed down his body, my gloved hands sliding over his skin. He moaned softly when the fluffy cloth scraped over his nipples, which hardened under the touch.

"You're quite the naughty boy," I said as I wrapped one hand around his half-hard cock. With a few quick strokes of the soapy washcloth up and down his veined shaft, he sprang to full erection. He whimpered as my hand left him, and I smiled in reassurance as I rinsed the washcloth and gently washed away the soap from his skin. After using a soft towel to dry him off, I stripped off the wet gloves and replaced them with dry ones.

"Now I have to do your prostate massage."

His eyes lit up as I took the bottle of lube from the drawer and dripped some of the clear liquid onto my gloved fingers. Eagerly, he spread his legs apart, and I rubbed the lubricant onto his puckered hole. He moaned in delight as I eased a fingertip into his tight ass. Using my other gloved hand, I wrapped my fingers around his cock and stroked him as my finger in his ass probed against his anal wall.

Finding the walnut sized bump, I slowly massaged the spot. His moans grew louder as I varied the grip of my fingers and the speed of strokes up and down his hardness. Milky liquid seeped from the tip as the finger in his ass massaged his prostrate. As arousal stole through his body, his hips began to rock, and he thrust against my hand as I masturbated him.

Faster and faster I stroked him, and his fingers drew the rubber sheet into his fists as he rammed his hips upward, fucking himself with my hand. Pink crept across the skin of his chest and neck as he grunted in desire. On each upstroke, I squeezed the fat head of his dick, and more liquid leaked from his cum hole.

"Faster, please," he begged, his eyes wild with need.

Complying, I moved up and down his cock with increased speed, my fingers gliding over his skin as his own secretions added lube between my gloved hand and his rock hard prick. With steady movements, the finger inside his tight anal passage continued to gently massage the small bump.

His body stiffened, and he cried out as his cock twitched in my hand and then ropes of cum spurted from the tip. With my finger on his prostrate, the cum kept shooting, and he pumped his hips as his body thrashed in the throes of a massive orgasm. One final circle around his prostate brought one last small squirt of white essence before his body relaxed upon the bed. Bending over, I ran my tongue over the sensitive crown of his cock and licked up the delicious spillage of cum.

A soft moan escaped his lips as I gently sucked the head to make sure I got all the precious liquid from his slit. Releasing him, I followed the sticky trail of cum on his skin and licked all of it, cleaning him as I savored the wonderful taste of him.

Finished, I straightened up and smiled down at him. "If you're very good, next time, I'll make you feel even better." With a knowing wink, I turned and left the room.