Picking up the cleansing cream, she removed her makeup and then she removed all her nail polish.Picking up the cleansing cream, she removed her makeup and then she removed all her nail polish. Slipping into the bath, she looked around the bathroom. It was definitely a man's bathroom, but she was surprised by the style of the bathroom in comparison to the other rooms. While the other rooms were bare and somewhat austere, the walls of the bathroom were of large pale grey river rocks, smoothed and burnished from the constant flow of water. The counter tops and floors were slate slabs. The bathing area was raised and set off in a recess in the wall completely surrounded by glass, so it was possible to look out at the hills and woods surrounding the house. The slate hued bathtub was large enough for two. The lighting was subdued, the room's fixtures were of rich brass, and the air was warm and moist. Melissa felt as if she was in an open air bath or a small grotto. The water was hot and silky. Melissa felt the tensions flow from her body and her mind relaxed as well. Her hands drifted down to her breasts and to her parted thighs. As her fingers lightly stroked her nipple, it began to stiffen with arousal and anticipation. Gently pinching the nipples caused her to gently suck her breath. She felt her body start to tingle. As she worked her nipples into hard points, the pain/pleasure that she loved began to seep over her. |