Bedroom painting

The sun shone through the windows of the small, charming apartment and bathed the bedroom in a warm, golden light. Julia stood in front of the empty wall, brush in hand, and thought about how she could transform this room. Her plan was to paint the walls in soft pastel colors that would promote a sense of peace and intimacy. But while she was sorting the paint pots on the floor, she couldn't think of Erik. Erik, her new neighbor and the artisan who was known for renovating the furniture, had told her that he could design the view of the wall with a special design. She decided to simply ask him about the job. Each time they crossed the path for a moment, she felt a tingling in the air that she couldn't ignore. Erik should come and help with the painting work today. A warm look, a smile and the anticipation of the creative process awakened an excitement in her that went beyond painting. When the door opened, Erik entered the room with a toolbox in his hand. His eye fell on Julia, who was in her old painter's clothes and indiscriminately blushed. “Ready to transform the bedroom? ” he asked with a seductive smile. Julia nodded nervously and replied: “With your help, it will be perfect. ” The two worked hand in hand, mixing colors, painting the walls and grinning at each other as they got a few small splashes of paint on each other. It was a playful atmosphere that enveloped them and created a tension that was in the air. “I need to ask you something,” Erik suddenly began as he put the brush out of his hand and looked him in the eye. “How do you think we can really bring the wall to life? We could use a special technology...” The room seemed electrically charged, their eyes could no longer keep their eyes off each other. He moved closer, his voice became quieter: “I have some ideas that may not be... just wall decoration.” Julia couldn't help but feel the air between them and the opportunity to think what he really meant. But before she could answer, he leaned over the brush, his cheeks only inches away from hers. The heat rose in her, and she knew that if she didn't pay attention, she would not only feel the walls but also experience much more... As the brush strokes became more and more desired, Julia held her breath as she felt their bodies almost touching each other. He wanted to talk, but the moment obviously invited him to just look at her for a moment. A look that changed everything.