Bathhouse Stories Novels & Stories

Happiness is all that matters. Have a glass of wine while enjoying under the beautiful diminutive red pagoda, or mesmerize the breeze out on the open-air veranda while you dine on world-class meals. The Bathhouse at Qiwellness Living is romantic, relaxing, and one of a kind. It's so good, and you won't regret staying in this kind of place. It's far from the city, crowded and polluted. "Baby, did you like the place? I was planning to bring you here, but suddenly you're not around for three days. What are you doing those days, hours, minutes, and seconds that you're not with me."

Daphne opened the door a second later, after I told her to come in. “Ah, you’re ready!” She said happily. “Come.” She opened the door wide for me and I stepped into the bathing room, momentarily stunned at the beauty of it. The room was completely made of marble from floor to ceiling. There weren’t any windows but I could see a few ventilators at the top of the room to let air pass. The bath was more like a giant swimming pool with crystal blue waters and several stairs that led to the bath. There were several other women in the bath already, all in white linen gowns like mine, playing and swimming in the water.

"The time will tell, in future, who is going to get tainted in whose tears and blood, Aereza," …………… Stepping inside the bathhouse, Aereza roamed her eyes everywhere. That entire bathhouse was decorated with gleaming oil lamps which were shimmering in the darkness of that night. There was a pool just in the middle of that bathing room. Countless rose petals were floating over it. A sweet and beautiful fragrance of jasmine and lavender was prevailing in the air. "How may we assist you?" The maid's voice interrupted Aereza's thoughts. She looked at them who were waiting for her further order which Aereza was in no mood to give them.

What if they interpreted it as a challenge or something? Amaya finally stopped in, gesturing for me to enter through the small door on the left. This wasn’t a bathroom, it was a damn bathhouse, a luxurious haven. In the center was a magnificent pool made of bronzed marble. Adorning the walls were a series of silver shower heads for rinsing off. Soft ambient lighting and a delightful fragrance filled the air, creating an atmosphere of pure relaxation and indulgence. It was undeniably beautiful. However, a sudden realization struck me: there were no private stalls here, nowhere to shower without being seen. Horror washed over me, and as I turned to Amaya, she seemed to comprehend my worry with

He said to me. He took the hand shower as he opened on my body. He hanged it as the water kept falling on my body slowly. His finger went down there as he massaged my pussy, gosh! I want his big dick in me already. Having sex in the bath tub is something I've never imagined. I never knew he was this wild though. ******* "My parents told me they are coming today." I informed Dexter. "Woah! It has been long I have seen them." He said to me.

The solitude of the bathroom offered a respite from the outside world, granting me the space to sort through my jumbled emotions. Though uncertainty still lingered, I emerged from the water with a newfound determination. Drying myself off, I resolved to confront the truth head-on, to address the lies and deceit that had infiltrated my life. The bath had cleansed not only my body but also my spirit, rekindling a flicker of strength within me.

The smell of chlorine is even stronger now, stinging my nose. A corridor stretches ahead, narrow and dark, with flickering neon lights leading the way. At the end, a middle-aged woman sits behind a large desk, filing her nails. “What can I do for you, honey?” She peers at me over the rims of her thick-framed glasses, red lips curved in a friendly smile. Her strawberry-blonde hair is piled high on top of her head. “Hi. I’d like to visit, please. The… uh… bathhouse.”

“As much as I would like you around, the second season of Laundry Heist wouldn’t watch itself, so off you go” “I’ll text you whatever the outcome is” “Sure, just try not to bathe him with your wine before he starts talking” Camila joked then opened the door. “That will happen if he deserves it” Joan pointed. “Text me when it happens, I want full deets” Camila winked then waved Joan one final by before shutting her door. “Finally, some time to myself” … The taxi stopped in front of ‘De’Luor L’Amour’ restaurant after about twenty minutes of driving, she wasn’t too familiar with this environment mainly because she never bothered about going on outings or hanging out with some elite friends she

The bathroom was a sea of white Carrara marble and gold fixtures, centered by a sunken tub that looked more like a small pool. She peeled off her worn, cheap clothes and sank into the already prepared bath. The water was perfectly heated, infused with oils that smelled of jasmine and cedar. She submerged herself up to her chin, the heat beginning to soak into her tired muscles, soothing her skin like a long-lost lover. She can't believe that divorce was a way of saying goodbye to suffering. How could she compare a life in a sprawling home like this to what she gave herself with Greene? She suddenly rose, and stepped out of the bath, her gaze hitting Silas as she walked into her own room nake

MASON’S POV As I emerged from the bathroom, refreshed from the shower. I was met with an unexpected sight; a fully dressed Christiana sat decently on the bed, her gaze fixed intently on me. A small smile played on her lips and I couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts were running through her mind. I grabbed a towel, and began drying my hair and body, aware of her eyes following my every move. The doorbell rang, breaking the silence. I looked at her, expecting her response, but she remained still. I hastily dressed in my shirt and pants, feeling a little bit uneasy, and headed to the door. Who could it be?