Several hours quickly passed within the locked room. Seeing the barely conscious girl in front of him, Joe began to think he had over done it. Quietly, he made his way across the room and found the connected bathroom.
Unlike the shower he had grown up using, half of the bathroom was a single large shower. Built into the right side of the shower portion was a massive tub.
"Rich people really have too much money. This tub alone could fit four people."
With a sigh, Joe turned the water on. As the tub began to fill with warm water, he returned to the side of the bed where he had left Clara. After checking if she had fallen asleep, he carefully picked her up into a bridle carry. The sudden movement startled her initially, however, once she saw the direction he was taking her, she relaxed in his embrace.
Once inside the bathing area, Joe gently sat her down on a shower seat. While supporting her back so she wouldn't fall over, he made his way to the controls for the shower itself.
A stream of warm water began to rain down on onto Clara's exhausted body. Enjoying the soothing sensation, she leaned back onto Joe and closed her eyes. Seeing this display made Joe's heart pound.
Reaching forward, Joe brought the shower head down. Being careful not to get it too close, he began to rinse off their combined sweat from her exposed body. Every portion of her skin was passed over until only a single spot remained.
Before approaching that area, Joe turned the water pressure down considerably. As he began to rinse the final area, light moans began to once again escape from the closed lips of Clara. Even with the lightest pressure setting, her over sensitive region felt as if it was going to explode again.
After a few moments, the explosion occurred. A thick, white liquid began to ooze out of the area. It became very clear to Joe that most of it had come from him. Even with his first release, Clara had clamped her legs tightly around him as she prepared to receive every ounce.
Once the liquid had stopped flowing out of her and down the drain, Joe turned the shower off. Again, he picked her up and this time headed for the tub that had finished filling part way through the rinse down.
Slowly, he sat himself inside the tub and positioned the thoughtless girl in his lap. Not thoughtless in the sense that she never thought of others. Thoughtless because her entire mind was blank at this point. It was a wonder how she had managed to stay conscious this long.
Slowly, she regained her thoughts. Realizing she was sitting in Joe's lap, she initially moved to get off him. When she realized that he had fallen asleep with his arms tightly wrapped around her waist, Clara was elated.
After savoring the sensation created by their seated position for a while longer, Clara finally exited the tub and made her way out to her bedroom once more. Without even fully drying off, she wrapped a towel around herself and unlocked the door.
After nearly thirty seconds, she was finally able to see one of the maids down the hall. With a rather embarrassed tone, she beckoned the maid over. The inly instruction she gave was to have the bed suitable for sleep before she reemerged from the bath.
With the task of making the bed passed off, Clara made her way back inside the bathing room where Joe was still fast asleep in the tub. Seating herself behind him, she gently lifted his head before resting it on her lap.
While she awaited the maid to finish the assigned task, Clara savored the defenseless look of her lover. She was almost heartbroken when the maid informed her that the room was satisfactory.
After ensuring the maid had left the room, Clara leaned down to awaken the sleeping man. With the lightest pressure she could manage, her lips met his once more.
"Is that how you planned to wake me?"
"How long have you been awake?"
"Ever since you walked back in. You looked good in just that towel."
"You should have told me you were wake."
With a laugh, Joe stood up and turned to face the now pouting girl. Without warning, he planted his lips on hers once more.
"Let's go and get some sleep. Despite being awake since you got back in her, I am still tired. If I am this tired, I could only imagine your situation."
With that, Joe got out of the bathing area and began drying himself off. The two made their ways to either side of the bed. Despite the enjoyment they had just gotten in this vary bed, no evidence was left within the room. Even Joe's suit and Clara's dress were neatly set aside.
Climbing into the bed, Joe immediately made his right side open to the loving girl. Seeing this, Clara curled herself against his side and place the side of her head on his chest.
Without another word, the couple drifted off into a deep sleep. For Clara, her body was so exhausted that she slept deeper than she had ever before.
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In another portion of the home, two maids could be heard discussing the events of the night. The older of the two had explained how she suspected that the young miss and the gentleman that had come to the home may have been physically involved not long after dinner.
The younger attempted to rebuke the suspicion. After all, who was the young miss? She always kept others at a distance. Even her own parents were not unaffected by her cold personality.
Before either of them could continue the argument, a third maid entered the room with a knowing smile plastered on her face.