Holding my hand loosely, she guided me up a long staircase covered in beautiful white carpet. I glanced at the wall of pictures as we ascended. It was filled with black and whites and vivid color prints of her and I assumed her husband. I felt a bit guilty being here with her in their home after seeing them; they appeared to be very happy together.
“Pictures don’t always tell the full story” she said sadly, noticing the look on my face as I took them all in.
I nodded. I knew that to be true given the amount of friends I had on social media that always shared happy photos when in fact, most of them were miserable.
“They are lovely pictures” I told her earnestly.
She nodded but said nothing in reply. At the top of the stairs she turned and headed down a hallway that was once more filled with pictures. Some of these were of different people so I didn’t comment on them.
“Family” she said simply as if reading my mind.
At the very end of the hallway, she opened a door that opened into a large room. In the center and against the wall stood a huge bed with a velvet headboard. The comforter was thick and a royal purple color that matched the curtains perfectly. The floors were wooden and shined like they had just been polished. There was a beautiful white vanity to the side with a matching chair. Bottles of perfume and palettes of makeup and tubes of various makeup products rested on top of it. I looked around in wonder at everything. I could definitely see myself having a bedroom like this. In fact, this might possibly be the most perfect room I had ever seen.
“So what do you think?” She asked a bit shyly. “Does it pass the test?”
I nodded wordlessly and she giggled. Clearing my throat I was once again able to speak.
“This has to be the most amazing bedroom I have ever seen.”
“Well now, exactly how many bedrooms have you been in?” She teased me.
My face flushed.
“Not very many honestly. But this one still takes the cake.”
She looked around approvingly and then stepped closer to me.
“I’m so happy to hear that you’re pleased. Want to take a shower? Get cooled off before we get warmed up?” She had that devious look in her eyes again and at the moment I knew I wanted nothing more than to take a shower with this beautiful woman standing in front of me.
“I absolutely would love to take a shower with you.” I told her.
“Come on then” she held her hand out to me once more and I took it and followed her out of the room.
The shower was on the other end of the hallway and was even bigger than her bedroom. I could probably fit my entire apartment in this room alone.
She stepped inside and pulled me along with her. The shower took up an entire corner of the room with glass doors. I watched as she opened it and turned the faucet on, the spray immediately coming out quickly from both sides.
“Dual shower heads” she told me “I always wanted them so I could get soaked from both sides at once.”
I had never seen them in person and it was quite impressive.
“I’m just gonna let the water heat up for a few minutes” she said as she pulled me close to her and began kissing me.
It wasn’t long before the room began to fill with steam, maybe from the shower or us or both. She pulled back and smiled.
“Ready to get wet?”