Realization and Temptation

You're about to head towards your room but you feel yourself stop. Wait a minute, you have a literal goddess in the other room, and if your father taught you anything it's to never respect anyone's personal boundaries. You walk back to the door and wait a few seconds before sticking your ear right next to it as you hear the rustling of clothes behind it.

You reach up for the doorknob and slowly turn it giving yourself a gateway to what you can only assume is going to be a heavenly view.

And by the god's were you right. Dea faces away from you the pale candlelight aided by the moonlight from the window helps illuminates her curve showing off her plump but lithe body. She walks across the room to the clothes left on the bed for her and the entire time you get to receive an eye full of her ass...if only she would turn around, Even as she gets dressed she does so facing away from you, you stretch your neck as far as you can trying your damnest to get a view of the promised land.

And finally your patience pays off she begins to turn around, it's only a few more inches now until you'll be able to get a decent view of what her front has to offer. She's moving slowly, sensually and every second she inches closer is a second you wish would pass faster. And just as she's about to face you she abruptly turns back, putting on her shirt.

You're disappointed but your momentum already had you lunging forward and now your body is bent forward too far for you to recover. You fall flat across the door landing inside the room with Dea staring at you blankly.