Wet dreams

When she was surveying all of the potential suitors on the condo market last fall, she fell in love with a surprise gem. It was small and pristine, downtown and waterfront. The simple mod furnishings matched her style.

She fell in love with the bathroom. It felt like a spa. She noticed the view was unimpeded into the glass shower from the foot of the bed. She suspended that moment in a daydream and imagined doing just that someday, yet there was a beautiful beau barely visible through the water drenched glass.

As she awoke that early june morning, the voice next to her mentioned he was going to rinse off. A feeling of deja vu washed over her as she smiled through her daydream and asked sweetly, "Mind if I watch?"