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I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen as I tried to finish a report that was already way past due. My mind kept wandering to the steamy shower I had taken earlier that morning. The hot water cascading down my body, the steam coating the room and the euphoria that came from such an indulgent experience. It was then that I heard a knock on my door.

Startled, I quickly got up and opened the door to discover James, my neighbor, standing there, looking just as surprised as I was. Only then did I realize that I was only wearing a purple silk robe, with nothing underneath. I quickly tried to close the door, but James stopped me with his hand.

“Hey, wait,” he said. “I just wanted to thank you for the other day when you helped me with my groceries. I owe you one.”

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment at the wondered of how I must have looked to him when he had knocked. “No problem,” I said, smiling awkwardly. “What is it that you need help with?”

“Well, I was just wondering if I could use your shower,” he said, scratching his head. “Mine’s been acting up and it’s not giving me any hot water.”

I hesitated for a moment, trying to discover a way to say no without offending him. But then I remembered how kind he had been to me in the past and I quickly relented.

“Of course,” I said, stepping apart to let him in. “Let me show you where it is.”

As James walked past me, I could feel his eyes roaming over my body and I blushed even deeper. I quickly led him to the bathroom and showed him how everything worked. I then headed back to my own room, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

I sat back at my desk, trying to focus on my work, but I found myself listening intently to the sounds coming from the bathroom. I could hear the water running, the occasional clatter of shampoo bottles, and I imagined James’ body soaking in my shower. I felt a twinge in between my legs and quickly pushed the wondered out of my mind.

But as the minutes ticked by, I found myself growing more and more restless. I was overcome with the urge to see James again, to feel his skin against mine, and to experience the steamy shower once more.

I stood up from my desk and walked to the bathroom, trembling with anticipation. The door was slightly ajar, and I could see the steam escaping from the room. I took a deep breath and pushed the door wide open.

As soon as I entered, I saw James standing there, his back turned towards me, covered in suds. I felt my pulse quicken and my mouth go dry as I took in his chiseled form. I could see every curve of his muscles and the water dripping down his back.

Before I could speak, James turned around, his eyes raking over my body once more. I saw his eyes linger on my exposed chest and my nipples hardened under his gaze. Then, without a word, he stepped closer, his hand reaching out to brush the back of my neck.

I felt a shiver run down my spine and shuddered as he slowly pulled me toward him. Our bodies met with a thud and I could feel the hot water cascading over my back, mixing with the steam and turning the room into a sauna.

We stood there for a few moments, our bodies pressed together as we kissed deeply. James’ hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of my skin. I could feel his fingers gently tracing the edges of my breasts, teasing me with his touch.

As our mouths parted, he whispered in my ear. “I’ve been wanting this for so long,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

I felt a pang of guilt for having never even considered him before, but it quickly faded as his lips crashed down upon mine once again. Our tongues battled desperately, seeking to gain control over the other.

I felt him tug at my robe, the smooth silk sliding off my skin with ease. I stood there, naked before him, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

But it was a vulnerability I was eager to expose to him.

James ran his hands over my bare flesh, causing goosebumps to prickle all over my skin. He took one of my nipples into his mouth, his teeth gently scraping against it as he suckled.

A moan escaped my lips and I clutched onto him, my fingers digging into his back as I felt a wave of pleasure coursing through my body. He slowly moved his mouth over to the other nipple, alternating his touch between the two.

Meanwhile, his hand slipped down between my legs, his fingers sliding over the slippery folds of my womanhood. I felt my juices flowing freely, making it easy for him to discover my clit.

He circled the sensitive nub with his finger, teasing it incessantly as my hips bucked against his hand.

“Please,” I begged, needing release more than anything.

Without a word, James slipped a finger inside me, the wetness making it easy for him to discover his way. He moved it in and out of me, the pressure building until I wondered I would go insane.

When he added a second finger, I felt my walls clenching around him, desperate for more. He twisted his fingers, massaging the spot that drove me wild until I felt my body shuddering in pleasure.

I came with a shout, my body shaking with the intensity of my orgasm. James held me close as I clung to him, the hot water cascading down over our bodies.

Eventually, he pulled away, a sly grin on his face. “I think it’s my turn now.”

He kissed me deeply once more, his hands guiding me down to my knees. I looked up at him, the heat in his eyes making me ache for more.

As I took him into my mouth, I realized that the steamy shower had only just begun.
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