Janice took a deep breath, the air was thick with that hot, coppery smell. She released the breath slowly, feeling her stress just melt away. It had been so long since she had a chance to indulge like this. She stripped out of her robe and carefully hung it up on a hook, then she moved towards the bath.
Already the bath was full with blood, thick and perfect. The donors body was already long gone, someone always took care of that. Janice never really cared to learn the specifics. She stepped into the bath and lowered herself, sighing as the warm blood washed over her, shuddering in delight. She leaned her head back against the headrest and closed her eyes, luxuriating in it. It was so perfect, thick and warm. She took a slight breath, then lowered her head under, covering herself entirely. When she rose she reached out and felt a soft towel under her hand, she used it to dab at her eyes, then she lay back and relaxed.
When she stood up from the bath, two servants rushed over and helped her out, she walked to the small shower and carefully rinsed off, she didn’t want to wash it off, but she knew that it didn’t matter. Everything important had already been absorbed by her body. When she was rinsed the two servants carefully patted her dry. Always patting, never rubbing. Rubbing would dry out her skin and make it rough. With that done she put on her soft, warm robe and left the bathroom. The servants would clean up the bathtub, get everything spotless again. They always did what was commanded of them, after all they knew what awaited them if they failed.
Harold was downstairs in the library, Jane didn’t want to disturb him, besides dinner would be soon and she would be able to talk to him then. For now though she needed to look nice. She went to their room and carefully picked out a dress, deep, dark blue with a plunging neckline, it contrasted well against her pale skin. Once in the dress she carefully pinned her hair up, Harold liked it that way, then she put on her jewellery, the necklace that Harold had recently bought for her and a single bracelet. She didn’t like to be too flashy with jewellery, less was certainly more in her mind.
Janice entered the dining room to find Harold was already seated, “Hello darling, did you enjoy your bath?”
“Yes my love, I did. It was wonderful, thank you.”
“I’m glad, I got him especially for you. When I saw him I knew you would love it.”
“You were right.”
Janice sat down at the table, it was small, intimate. They had the larger table for guests and for parties, but tonight it would be just the two of them.
Janice reached out and picked up her glass, then she took a sip of the wine, savouring the flavour.
“I think you will enjoy dinner tonight too.”
“Yes, he was a particularly beautiful young man.”
“I’m not surprised, my skin feels so soft after bathing.”
The ate their salads in silence, once they were done the plates were whisked away and the main course was brought out. Janice’s mouth started to water as the plates were brought in. The plates were filled with thick slices of meat, mashed potatoes and broccoli. Carefully she cut off a piece of the meat, the knife slid through it easily, she put a piece into her mouth, it was so juicy and tender, bursting with flavour.
“Oh darling, this is wonderful. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome my dear.”
Harold was working his way steadily through his food, not looking up, Janice was taking tiny bites, savouring it. She was only able to eat half before she was too full.
When he was done Harold looked up from his plate, “is it too much for you my sweet?”
“Yes, I could hardly eat another bite.”
He reached over and took her plate, swapping it for his empty one. She watched, a slight smile on her face, as he ate the rest of her meat. Occasionally he would pause his eating to have a sip of wine, then he would continue. When he was done he sat back and sighed contentedly.
“This is really all a man needs, good food and a beautiful wife to share it with.”
Janice smiled at him, “I love you too darling.”
Dessert was a selection of fruit, Janice nibbled at a few strawberries while Harold ate his, going through it quickly. Their plates were taken away and the table was cleared. Janice and Harold sat, looking across at one another, not saying anything. Their love didn’t need words.
There was a brisk knocking at the door, “I’m sorry to disturb your meal Sir, but there is an important phone call.”
Harold sighed, “I’m sorry my pet, I must deal with this. Wait for me?”
Harold stood from the table and left the room. If Janice was being honest with herself, she was curious as to what Harold’s business was. When they had first met he had always answered the question with “a bit of this and a bit of that!” followed by a hearty laugh. They had been married almost two years now and she still didn’t know. She didn’t mind though, it wasn’t her place to know these things. Janice took another sip of her wine, careful not to drink too much. Harold had been talking about having children soon and she had to be careful, wine would be bad for the baby.
Janice sat at the table for an hour before Harold returned, “I’m sorry it took so long darling.”
“That’s all right, I know it was important.”
He smiled at her, “You really are the perfect woman, you know that right?”
Janice smiled at him as he approached, he reached out and gently took her hand, massaging it in his. “Come my sweet, let us go to bed.”
She stood and allowed herself to be brought to their bedroom.
In the bedroom he unzipped her dress, Janice felt that faint pang of fear as always, but as her dress slid from her body she felt herself relax and melt into Harold’s arms, she really was so lucky to have found him.