You enter the bathroom, wearing a simple lightweight robe made of silk, draped over your shoulders, it is a hot evening and there is no need to tie it tight, you enter the bathroom, you are aware of the gentle aroma of roses, and there is hardly any light in there, apart from a candle or two in front of the mirror that give out a flickering glow. You hear the sound of a single violin playing from the stereo, as for a minute you stand in the doorway drinking in the intoxicating sensual experience of the whole ambiance. For a moment you drift as the music starts to take you, and you move slowly forward towards the gently running shower in front of you.
Moving forward, you are aware of another presence in the room, but somehow it is not threatening though you are uncertain who it is. As you move towards the shower, floating upon the sensual stimulation you feel two big hands gently laid upon your shoulders firmly taking hold of the robe. Continuing to move forward, you are strangely comforted by the strength of the presence, as you feel the hands very slowly and gently slide the robe from your shoulders. It drops to the floor. For a moment your nakedness touches you with a sensation of shyness, but then you feel the person come toward you and you feel the lightest of touches upon your neck with gentle kisses, and you are inexplicably reassured.
Stepping forward into the shower, you sense the person behind you, but tantalisingly just out of reach. You enter the mist of the water flow, and feel the first drops of water hitting your body as the warm water touches your expectant skin.
Moving further in, you start to feel the power of the water flow. It hits your skin with some force and you sense the almost electric pinpricks of the pressure upon your skin. Moving forward you get the first sensation of the jets hitting your breasts, and you suddenly shudder as it makes you start, the feeling is oddly exciting. As the jets of water play upon your breasts you feel the tingling increase, and for an exciting moment you linger, drinking in the sense of wonderment and joy as to how something so simple could be so thrilling!
You feel the water flow over your breasts, and as it momentarily clings to your nipples it leaves you feeling very warm. The rest of the water channels between your breasts and down your body and produces a waterfall from your vagina; for a moment you look at it and it seems very funny as it looks like you are wetting yourself. You laugh out loud when suddenly you feel the presence close to you again, and realise that he is now kneeling in front of you.
You feel a strong firm pair of hands grasp your ankles and start to rub them gently but firmly. Slowly it dawns upon you that the hands are covered in soapy foam and that he is washing you. A sense of almost overwhelming excitement overcomes you with the anticipation of joys and sensations to come.
The hands slowly wander over your calves, kneading them and working the soap into the skin. It feels so tender, and yet so exciting that it is hard to contain your eagerness. You reach out toward him, but he looks up and shakes his head. For the first time, you see the deep dark brown eyes and the strong face, you realise that you cannot yet touch, and draw you hand back. He tells you to wait and you agree only because of joys promised.
Now, the hands are coming over your knees and up onto your thighs, there is a sensation building deep inside, the peak of which is still a long way off, but you can already feel it stirring. It is so strong and so powerful that you wonder how you will cope if it continues to grow! The hands are now travelling over your thighs and moving firmly up and down, pressing on the muscles.