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As the hot water cascaded over her body, Samantha closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It felt like pure bliss, the raindrop showerhead scalding her skin and warming up every inch of her. This was her ritual, the one way she could shed all the day toxicity and take a moment to just be herself.

It had been a arduous day, work had been tough and her boss was demanding from beginning to end. When she finally got home, her muscles had felt like they were bunched up from all the stress. The shower was her escape from reality and the best way to let off some steam. As the warmth enveloped her, her mind wandered down the path of carnal desires.

Samantha had at all times been somewhat adventurous in the bedroom, but she found herself yearning for something more. Something that would satisfy the hunger that she felt deep inside. She had tried a number of things to sate that urge, but none had really taken the edge off. She had read stories and watched videos, but it just was not ever enough. She needed something more.

She wondered of the time she had used her ex-boyfriend’s sex toys while he was away. It had been exhilarating to feel something vibrating inside her, the constant hum making her feel more alive than ever. But it had never felt like enough. As the water now rained down on her it formed a mist as the steam filled her senses, she imagined herself using something else. Something soft that would caress every inch of her body until she was begging for release.

Just as she was lost deep in her thoughts, she heard a faint knock on the bathroom door. Startled and snapped out of those thoughts, she thought for a moment who it could be; thinking it could only be her roommate. “What’s up?” she called out, trying to hide the brief excitement in her tone. “Hey, just wanted to check if you’re alright. That was a long day you had” came the reply as her friend pushed the door open.

Her friend was alluring and this sudden intrusion into Samantha’s me-time was a little awkward but she felt a small stirring of excitement run through her. She tried to cover up her nerves with a smile, “I’m doing okay, just scrubbing off the dirt from the day.” Her reply seemed tactical and Samantha felt as if the sound of the water beating down her was too loud, she could not be sure if her roommate could hear her murmurs.

Her roommate completely ignored her response and just walked to the sink, reached for the toothpaste and started brushing her teeth. Samantha couldn’t help but steal a glance with admiration at her friend’s slight curves as she bent over the sink. She tried to draw her eyes away, but her thoughts were making it tough for her to focus.

While her friend brushed her teeth, Samantha’s thoughts raced as she imagined her lips on her friend’s sultry skin, the way it might feel against her own. She tried to shake the thoughts off but found that they only grew stronger, more vivid and more alluring. Sinking back into the comfort of the shower, the fantasy took over her mind with thrilling sways, the way her friend would taste, how she would feel, naked and vulnerable, laying beneath her.

Snap! The sound suddenly and sharply broke the trance she had been under. Startled, she glanced toward the shower door.

There was her friend, pulling open the shower door and stepping into the steamy rain; her wet clothes sloshing audibly. Her eyes met with Samantha’s and there was something burning there, something that made Samantha’s heart race.

“I couldn’t help but hear you in here, Samantha,” she purred playfully, “and I just had to come in and see what all the fuss was about.”

Samantha felt a tingle of excitement jump through her just looking at the way her friend’s eyes sparkled with teasing playfulness. She knew she was aroused and was certain that the other woman knew too. As she tried to make sense of this situation, her friend stepped towards her, her hand reaching for the soap dispenser on the wall.

“I was thinking,” she said, tracing on her skin with the foam, “that maybe we could help each other out. You know, in here.”

Samantha felt a scorching heat create up in her body, making her already heated skin feel like it was on fire. She just stood there without uttering a word, enveloped in a confusing range of feelings.

Her friend pressed back against her so intimately, and reaching down between them, she ran her fingers over Samantha’s slit. Samantha gasped, closing her eyes and allowing herself to lose herself to the moment.

The world seemed to go still for a moment, as Samantha’s mind spun between pleasure and disbelief. They worked in perfect sync and before long, they both reached a shared breathy moan, their bodies quivering in ecstasy as they finally let go.

The water was still showering over them as they stood there, catching their breaths, each trying to feel out what had just happened.

Slowly, smiles spread over both of their faces, an unspoken agreement between them that this had been right.

Later that night, as Samantha drifted off to sleep, she wondered of how good it had felt to be so utterly lost, held by her friend in the intimacy of the shower. It had been a risky but incredibly erotic moment, but it had given her everything she wanted… for the moment at least.
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