Go help Natalie 'get ready'

You have time to kill, so you decide to go see if Natalie needs any more help, she seemed quite stressed. You go upstairs and knock on the master bedroom door.

Natalie calls out "Who is it?"

"Its John, can we talk?"

"Sure, come in..." Natalie answers. You open the door and step in. "Close the door behind you." You do as she says, you subtly lock it with only the faintest click confirming its secured. You look around and don't see her.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom."

"Alright" You walk across the room and enter the master bathroom, expecting her to be doing her nails or her hair. Just before you turn the corner you decide to be cautious and ask, "Are you decent?"

"You can come in." Is her response. You turn the corner and are shocked to see Natalie is neck deep in the jacuzzi bubble bath. You pause, staring a moment, surprised she let you in, she doesn't seem to be wearing anything.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize..."

"Its okay John, you wanted to talk?"

"Yeah..." You muster for an answer.

She pats the step next to her. "Come sit down and relax."

You do as she says, then asks, "Weren't you in a rush to get ready?"

She chuckles, "The party isn't until tonight, I just needed to unwind a little bit. Few things are better than a nice warm bubble bath and glass of chardonnay to help relax me."

"I'm sorry you're stressed. Having to go to a big event last minute isn't exactly nice of my father to pull on you."

"Thanks John, I'll be alright. Now what did you want?"

"You seemed upset, I just wanted to drop by to see if I could help out at all. "

"I think I've got everything handled, thanks though."

"I'm here if you want to just talk too." You say as you start to get up to leave.

Natalie holds your hand at the edge of the tub, "Sure, it'd be nice to just talk to someone." She says, "it seems like I don't get to do even that much anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, it just seems more and more I'm the wife of the man who does everything, and thats all I am. He shows me off at parties and events, and has me do all the work at home. I don't even feel like I'm living my life anymore."

"That's no good. You work hard, and deserve to be happy."

"Thanks John," she touches your hand in appreciation. "Sometimes it feels like I'm just with my first husband all over again, but with less money."

You've heard the story of her first husband before, she fell in love with some very rich ass-hat at college had Lexi, then only later realized she made a huge mistake, he mistreated her. He may have even mistreated Lexi, but you don't know. All you know is that she left him in the dust and never regretted it.

"Its a little different now though, you're appreciated, your daughters love you, and I certainly care about you."

"That's very sweet of you. You must not have gotten that from your father." Natalie chides. "At least you inherited his good looks though." She lightly touches your cheek. You blush, then she groans a little, "Ugh, my back is so sore after everything I've done today."

"I'm sorry, I wish I could help."

"Could you?" She asks. "I always enjoy your back rubs."

"I don't know..." You hesitate, not wanting to seem overly eager.

"It'd really help me out, that's my second best way to relax me. Wine and back rub in a bubble bath."