Mandy and I hadn't been married long; we lived in a little bedsit in a shared house.
Downstairs lived Fran and George, an old couple, probably both in their 80's. They were a nice old couple, a bit nosey but maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
We shared all the facilities of the house with them, the kitchen, cooker, fridge, even the bathroom was shared. To get to it we had to go down the stairs, along a corridor, through the kitchen and into the bathroom at the back of the house. Not too bad, but during the cold winter months in the middle of the night, not the most pleasant of experiences. And no matter when you went either George or Fran would pop their head out from behind their door and ask if you were ok, and if you would like a cup of tea! 10pm or 4am it didn't matter, it was like they had radar or a movement sensor on the stairs.
We had been shopping during the day, got home, unpacked it all and put it away. We had decided to treat ourselves to a nice bottle of wine, and a take away to eat. As neither of us were big drinkers by the end of the bottle we were both a bit tipsy. Nothing was on TV, so i suggested a game of cards, Mandy agreed and after a few hands, I decided to see if I could spice things up a little. Mandy lost the next hand and I dared her to take a shower, and to shave all her pubic hair off.
"No way," she said but after a bit of persuading she agreed to go and do it.
She stripped naked and grabbed her dressing gown and slipped it on.
"Bring me a towel down in about ten minutes." She told me.
As the bathroom was tiny, and filled with steam, it wasn't unusual for us to do this.
I followed her downstairs and right on cue George popped his head out.
"Everything ok, do you want a cuppa, Fran just brewed up." he told us.
"No thanks." I said, "Mandy's just off for a shower."
She went into the bathroom, I followed close behind. The shower had been a pain since we got there, it was either too hot, or too cold. Getting it just right was a real job but one that only I seemed to have mastered.
I set it and Mandy climbed in, "Don't forget ten minutes." She told me.
As I walked out I grabbed her dressing gown and took it with me. Now she was stuck in the bathroom unaware that I had left her with no cover. Fifteen minutes passed and I could hear Mandy calling me for her towel, by now she would know that I had moved her dressing gown, and that if she was to come out of the bathroom she would have to do so naked. I sneaked down the stairs and stopped just short of the bottom step and listened.
Fran was in the kitchen, I could hear the kettle being boiled and she was talking to Mandy through the door, "Are you ok in there dear."
"Yes," Mandy replied" but I'm stuck in here Allan hasn't brought me a towel down yet, I was just trying to get his attention so I could come out."
Fran asked if she wanted her to get me, or to even get her one of her own towels, Mandy opted for her getting me. Fran told her that she had made her a cup of tea, and that it was here on the kitchen side.
"Thanks, but I can't come out I'm naked." Mandy said.