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 the door, the candlelight aided by the moonlight from her window illuminating her curve showing off her slender but muscular body. She walks across the room to the bed robes strewn on the bed for her and during the entire process, you get to receive an eyeful of her plump ass staring at you the entire time...if only she'd turn around, then you could really see everything. Even as she's getting dressed she does so facing away from the door, away from you. You try and crane your neck, to just try and get even a small view of the promised land but to no avail.

And finally, it happens, she begins to turn around, and as she does you count the inches until you'll be able to get a decent view of her frontside. She's moving at a speed that you deem 'too slow', wishing every second would just pass faster. Just as she's about to face the door, she turns back, towards the bed, as she slips the robe over her head shattering any dream you had of seeing anything.

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.