Garden of Earthly Delights
Leading Jenna up from her failed position on Janice's floor, the older woman helped her to her feet and in being told to follow, yet stay behind, the younger woman was finding a strange comfort in being naked like this - in this woman's home, while she, her dominant, she remained fully clothed. It was yet another one of those odd feelings of comfort in giving up control that she was having, telling her this was where she belonged.
Together, the two made their way from the living room, back through the large, steel doors into the kitchen and off to the left, up the large stairway Jenna had noticed earlier but had no idea where it may lead.
Climbing into the stairway, she dutifully followed as her Ma'am ascended each of the long and wide risers, silently gliding with a fast, almost liquid like flow about her movements. Jenna couldn't help but to look and stare, becoming captivated with the full, fluid swaying of the older woman's large, round ass moving under the fabric of her long black evening gown.
Continuing up, way up to finally reaching the second story landing, Janice suddenly stopped and turned to the young girl, looked back and down to where she too had come to a stop a few steps below, the vantage point of Janice being so much higher only lending to the dominant-submissive structure they were building as they took each of these steps forward.
"I guess you may be wondering why I chose to have you walk the stairs instead of taking my private elevator up here to the second floor..." Janice asked, her question however catching Jenna a little off guard because, until now – now that she was making mention of it, she hadn't even considered the question. She had been too lost in this erotic dream world to notice, following blindly, she became just that, blind – blind to everything else around her, blind to everything except her Ma'am.
"I just want you to know right now that when you are here, you are to use these stairs and not my elevator, is that clear..?" Janice asked as Jenna stood still, puzzled yet, but more than willing to agree.
"Ummm... Yes Ma'am..." Was all she could manage to say thinking that although the stairs were a bit steep and rather long, it really didn't matter to her, she just felt privileged enough in being here with this woman, in her home and letting her lead where ever she may take her. Elevator or not...
Upon the landing now, Jenna continued to follow as they turned right to walk back along the long corridor, past two closed doors until they came to a stop at a third, the last before the hallway ended at this, a larger set of double door.
"This is the main bath Jenna, go on in and get the shower started and get in, I'll be along in a minute..." Janice directed as she opened the door leading into what Jenna was to discover was possible the largest bathroom she had ever seen in her life.
Walking in and closing the door behind her, leaving her alone and naked in the huge tiled space full of glass, chrome and marble tile, Jenna stood in the middle of the room for a moment just taking it all of the rooms wonderful accompaniments.
The bath in one corner looking big enough to be a real Jacuzzi spa, already full and bubbling away with steaming hot water, its mist rising and clouding the two mirrored walls the tub was built against. Still on the left of the room, next to the tub was a long vanity table complete with a series of large light bulbs framing one section of the continued wall mirror, situated in front of a comfortable looking padded vanity stool.
Father along was a short wall jutting out from the back left corner which she figured was there to hide the toilet, there to lend some privacy for the user – and then carrying along the back wall was the set double sinks with yet more mirrored walls, in fact as she noticed the, entire room had mirrored walls except for the short wall hiding the toilet.
What Jenna turned to look at last in the big, well-lit room was the impressively large walk-in shower that from the front was a huge glass wall with a glass door in the middle from which to step through into the shower space that was big enough for Jenna figured must be 'many' people, let alone just one or two.
Marvelling at such appointments Jenna felt giddy in being in such a lovely if not extravagant bathroom, however in also not knowing how long she had until her Ma'am would make her return, she chose to make her way inside the vast shower space. Stepping inside, through the center glass door she was right away taken aback with the sheer size of the space and how all along the back wall there was a built-in bench that there was tiled with the same marble as the rest of the room.
There was not just one shower in the room but actuality, there were three.
Looking up to the left end of the shower room Jenna noticed a huge, overly large rain-shower head that had to be the size of a garbage can lid if she wasn't mistaken. Next, in the middle of the room, not too far above the bench there was a series of what looked like wall jets that spray water out in more of a fine mist than say an overhead shower, and along with these jet, Jenna noted a second shower head, hanging on a hook, connected to a long hose making it detachable and portable.
Still amazed and continuing to gaze wonder-eyed, she spotted what was yet another more conventional looking shower head mounted to the right wall. This shower making up what Jenna could hardly believe were actually three different showers in the one room. She didn't know where to begin.
Choosing to make things easy on herself, she stepped up to the regular looking wall mounted shower and stepped back a bit as she turned the dial. Watching as the water began to spray out, standing back, reaching out with her hand, testing a waiting for the water to warm up enough for her step in and wet herself down, Jenna smiled thinking how lucky she had become and how ready she was for whatever this older woman had in store for her to learn and discover.
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Feeling the water was warm enough; Jenna stepped under the showers spray and began wetting herself down, first soaking her short brown hair, getting it wet , letting the water wash her down, loving the feeling and the warmth of the water as well as the steam wafting up and beginning to fill the glass walled space.
Relaxing and luxuriating Jenna hardly noticed when Janice entered the bathroom from a second door, one that must lead in from her bedroom, making this her ensuite of sorts.
Spotting a flash of white, Jenna looked up in time to see the older woman had indeed entered the room dressed now in a large, fluffy and very comfortable looking white, Terry-cloth bath robe.
Standing under the showers spray, Jenna watched like this was a T.V. program through the glass, watched as the older, taller, wiser and certainly more beautiful woman casually slipped the robes belt loose to the point of opening where she then shucked the heavy Terry cloth from her creamy white shoulders, letting it drop to her feet before opening the shower door and stepping in as naked now as her new submissive assistant.
Jenna, all she could do was stand there staring, the water bouncing off of her back, standing and staring, looking and hardly believing that this woman, this gorgeous mature woman who had captivated her so was now standing in front of her naked, showing her everything, showing her every beautiful inch of her still fit and toned +50yr old body.
Wordlessly Janice walked up the girl who was still standing slack jawed looking at the full-figured woman. Looking at her big, full tits, capped with equally large areolas and even more impressively large button-sized thick and long nipples, Jenna almost felt embarrassed seeing her Ma'am naked like, as well as for staring too much.
The woman's tummy still relatively flat and toned from her workouts, and leading on down to what Jenna spied was the woman's' own full, yet well maintained patch of dark black pubic hair covering her mons in a well sculpted 'V' leading down to her center, her mature, beautifully aged pussy.
Slack-jawed and not knowing what to say or where to look, Jenna watched as the woman picked up a shampoo bottle and squeezing a dollop into her hand. Still saying nothing, she stepped up to the girl and said only one word "Turn..." to which Jenna complied, staying quiet and obeying the command, turning in place to face away from the older and much taller woman.
Even with the waters warm spray hitting her skin, Jenna took in a sharp breath upon feeling her Ma'am's large breast touching and pressing into her back as her hands began to run the shampoo through her short hair, lathering her up, letting the girl enjoy the feeling of having her Ma'am taking care of her.
Wanting to turn but too afraid to move, Jenna stayed in place as the older woman's hands and fingers began to move down off of her head, down onto her shoulders, washing down her arms and back up again.
Jenna let out a sighing "Ahhh..." when she felt the woman's hands cupping and squeezing her plump tits, her fingers and thumbs drawing together on each of her stiff aching nipples, pulling forward, stretching the flesh, squeezing the hard bubs.
"Unnnggg... Mmmm..." The girl cooed, loving the feeling, arching her back some, offering no resistance in letting the older woman pull and manipulate her white-skinned tits. Then letting go and moving her hands lower, across the girls abdomen while Jenna stood as still as she could feeling the hands move lower still, nearing the top of her pubic line, where once more her instincts had her pushing her hips forward, wanting and willing the woman's hand to move lower still to touch and feel her slippery-wet pussy.
"Ohhh... Oh Ma'am..." Jenna said in a hushed cry as the older woman's fingers began combing through her thick bush, ignoring her pussy for the time being, centering her attentions on the long hairs, pulling and twisting.
