Set in the middle of the green marble floor was a two person Jacuzzi with gold plated faucets. Nineteenth Century antique English mahogany mirrors lined one wall over two hand painted porcelain sinks with fleur-de-lys design.It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, Len had just finished running and we had several hours to spare before our dinner plans that night. When he went into the Spanish white tile shower, I joined him, a gesture he always appreciated since Judy had not showered with him in all of their years together.We playfully washed each other’s bodies and held each other tightly as the warm water covered us. I preferred the water much warmer and whenever Len closed his eyes to wash off, I reached over to the gold plated faucet and turned it to “H’. And Len immediately turned it right back to “C” as soon as I closed my eyes.We dried each other off and slipped into bed, although it was against Len’s productive nature to get into bed at five in the afternoon. But sex had taken a new priority on his agenda of what was important to accomplish.Len looked tired from running and by lying on his back, waiting to be serviced, he made it clear he wanted to be catered to.
