They made their way up the grand staircase, still breathing heavily. It had felt like a dream, a strange turn of events that had taken their relatively normal lives on some strange and forbidden adventure. But as much as their hesitancy lingered, their curiosity felt the stronger driver.
Here, in this house, in these masks with strangers they could be whoever they wanted to be. The lines between rules of attraction, taboos and are normally suspended as if they were walking in a living fantasy, an amalgamation of all their yearning and suppressed desires free to play in this house.
"I can tell that you were initially nervous," she said as she held his hand leading him up the stairs.
"I was, but this is such an exciting experience," he replied.
"Then experience it all," she said, "We get one night, let's let this place be our playground to explore together."
"Everything?" He asked nervously.
"Anything we want together" she reaffirmed, staring him straight in the eyes.
As they arrived at the top of the staircase, two corridors led to very different locations. One led to a large room filled with light, sound and laughter, the other down towards a large double door. Their new friend took them both by the hands.
"I think you want to come down to this room," she said and slowly led them towards it.
As the door opened their eyes were wide open. It was a large bedroom, almost as large as their entire house. In the middle of the room, a large king bed dominated the space but was surrounded by multiple soft pillows. The smell of incense filled the air and soft music played. The room was however empty.
"I thought there would be more people in here?" He asked.
"Oh, there is," she replied. "Follow me".
She walked towards a corridor and another closed door and opened it, they were enveloped in steam.
"This is the Turkish bathroom," she said.
As they walked in they could barely see more than a metre or so in front of them. Towards the large bay windows, they made out an enormous stone bath with figures bathing themselves and around the corner and through the steam-filled haze, a giant beautifully tiled wall with a large walk-in shower, filled with showerheads.
"This is a place to relax," she said and with that took his wife's hand and led her into the steam.
As she walked off she smiled back at him and said "why don't you join me in a minute?" She said.
He looked around. There must have been 8-12 people in this giant area, the soft music playing in the background occasionally interrupted by soft moans and laughter.
He walked into the shower not quite knowing what to expect but as he entered he made out the silhouette of his wife. He went to walk over to her, but then he stopped.
The scene unfolding was too erotic to interrupt, so he sat down on the step as the hot steam wrapped around him and he took a moment to watch.
