Peeking

After Ezra went to shower, Daphne went to her walk-in closet to get a change of clothes and shower, as well.

Their bedroom had one big shared bathroom with showers, a Jacuzzi, a sauna and a humongous bathtub that looked more like a pool; along with another two, smaller bathrooms adjoined to each of their dressing rooms. There was plenty of natural light in the bathroom as there were floor to ceiling windows in front of the bathtub, a beautiful garden and lake being visible. The bathroom was designed ingeniously and only the bathtub was visible from outside; the rest of the bathroom wasn't.

Each of the smaller bathrooms was separated into three parts. When you entered the bathroom, you first saw the sink with products all around, than to the left there was a door leading to the toilet, while to the right, there was a door leading to a shower area that also had a smaller bathtub.

Ezra had gotten into the habit of using the huge main bathroom, which had two separated toilets near the sauna, and a couple's sink. Daphne rarely used this bathroom when he was home, but you could not blame a man for being hopeful.

Because Ezra was daydreaming, contemplating and having random shower thoughts, while also trying to calm down his libido; Daphne was done with her shower sooner than he was. Even after she had done her nighttime routine, the man was still not done showering.

After waiting around for a bit, Daphne could not help but grow more and more curious as to what he was doing.

Was he relaxing in the bathtub?

Wasn't he going to take a shower?

Wasn't he hungry?

At this moment, Daphne was dressed in an opened, long silk robe. Her elegant lace underwear and camisole, being completely visible. She had worn this particular outfit because, firstly, it was comfortable, and secondly, she wanted to see Ezra's reaction to her being this uncovered.

Not able to hold her curiosity any longer, Daphne entered the main bathroom to see what was taking him so long. When she stepped in, her vision was immediately assaulted by a well-defined back and a muscled body, with thick thighs and a round bottom. After an audible gulp, she sneaked back out of the doorway and peaked at the transparent shower walls again.

The showers were to the right of the doorway and coincidently, the door opened to the left. This made it easier for Daphne to peak trough the small opening.

After appreciating and drooling over Ezra's back for a bit, Daphne started feeling that her behavior was shameful… but she did not want to stop.

She had good vision, but the shower walls were also a bit fogged up, so she wanted to get closer for a better view.

Ezra was just sitting there, with his face held upwards, letting the droplets calm him down. The water was lukewarm, but because he had sat there for so long, a bit of fog had been created.

Not seconds after Daphne had started peaking like a thief, she convinced herself that she could openly admire Ezra. He was her husband after all.

The word 'husband' echoing in her mind endlessly, she opened the door wide, stepping into the bathroom and with half conviction, and half intention of immediately running away.

She took small, sneaky steps towards the shower.

Daphne stopped herself about a meter away from the shower walls and started to openly admire the masterpiece in front of her eyes.

With a type of fanatical hunger present in her eyes, Daphne's thoughts were completely perverted.

What little she had left of her sanity was keeping her from enacting her desires. She wanted to be there and just run her fingers all throughout his body, she wanted to pinch his buttocks, to scratch on his back, and to grope him all over.

When the motionless Ezra suddenly raised his hand to rub his face, Daphne immediately got alarmed and wanted to flee, but while in the middle of her fantasy, because of her reluctance to turn away, she thought, 'I have already come this far, it would be more shameful if he saw me flee. I need to leave in a dignified way. Let's just watch a bit longer… he might not catch me.'

So with complete and utter shamelessness, she fixed her expression to one less hungry and more appreciative, and positioned her body in a half lazy pose, just in case she got caught red-handed.