Still in mild disbelief, Alex followed her instructions, curiosity filling his mind as he headed toward the bedroom, ready to discover this hidden part of the house.
Emily followed him into the bedroom, her youthful energy filling the room as she bounced around with curiosity. She explored the space with bright eyes, examining everything as if she'd never been there before.
Alex was distracted by the room's elegance, but Emily soon caught his attention when she walked up to the dressing mirror and pressed a concealed button on the side. To his amazement, the mirror began to slide open, revealing a hidden door behind it.
"Wow," Alex thought, impressed by the clever design. The concealed door was a practical touch, maintaining the room's serene and tasteful atmosphere—a seamless blend of function and elegance.
Emily turned to him. "See? This is the secret bathroom mom told you. Isn't it cool?"
Alex chuckled, "Alright, out you go," he said, gently ushering her toward the door.
"But why?" Emily teased with a playful smirk. "You can shower in there, and I won't disturb you. You're acting like such an old-fashioned uncle."
"How can you say that? You need to leave so I can have some privacy," Alex insisted, feeling his face flush with embarrassment.
Emily laughed, clearly enjoying his discomfort. "Okay, okay, I'm going! You're so funny, Uncle. Really, so shy."
Once she was out of the room, Alex closed the door behind her, still feeling a bit flustered. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the hidden bathroom. As he stepped inside, he was struck by the room's luxurious design. The walls were painted a soft, dreamy pink, and the fixtures were a pristine ivory. In one corner stood a crystal-clear shower enclosure, the kind one might expect to see in a high-end home magazine. The overall effect was calming, giving the space an almost ethereal quality.
As he prepared for his shower, Alex noticed tiny droplets of water still clinging to the shower walls, likely from Director White's earlier use. The faint fragrance of soap and fresh linens lingered in the air. This made him imagine what would director would look like in the bathroom.
She must be naked, with water falling over her body. She must be slowly rubbing soap over her body, washing. It must feast to see such situation by the eye. All of this thinking made him rock hard.
He turned on the hot water and let it cascade over him, the steam enveloping his body and clearing his mind of lustful though of director. The warm spray felt invigorating, and he took his time lathering up, savoring the soothing sensation. As he relaxed under the water, his thoughts drifted, and he stayed longer than he probably should have, enjoying the calming warmth.
Suddenly, Emily's voice rang out from outside the bathroom door. "Uncle! Hurry up! Mom's getting ready to make dumplings!"
Her teasing tone was meant to hurry him along, but the thought of emerging from the bathroom made Alex uneasy. He quickly finished washing, scrubbing away the last remnants of soap and rinsing off.
Stepping out of the shower, he began drying himself when he realized with a jolt that he hadn't brought the suit into the bathroom with him. He had only the thermal underwear, which was snug and warm, but to his dismay, his body was still reacting to the earlier excitement.
Alex stared down at his cock, it was hard, straining against the underwear, highlights the shape.
The idea of facing Director White and Emily in this state was mortifying. He glanced at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, silently hoping the situation would resolve itself, but it seemed stubbornly persistent.
"Uncle, are you done yet?" Emily called again, "We're all waiting for you!"
"Emily, stop bothering your uncle," Director White's voice followed, scolding her daughter, "He'll come out when he's ready."
Realizing he had no choice, Alex called out for help. "Emily, can you bring the suit in for me?"
He heard the soft sound of footsteps approaching, followed by the creak of the bedroom door opening. Emily peeked her head around the corner, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. "What's up, Uncle? Did you need something?"
"Yeah, can you bring the suit in here?" Alex asked, doing his best to sound casual. "I forgot to bring it with me, and I need it right now."
"Sure, I'll get it."