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As the hot water cascaded down on her naked body, Jenn felt a wave of passion stir within her. She had all the time found something magical about showers – the way the steam filled up the tiny space, the soothing sound of water rushing down, and the almost conspiratorial intimacy it created between two people who were both wet and naked.

Right now, though, Jenn was alone in the shower, and she couldn’t help but feel a little bit disappointed about it. She had all the time been curious about shower sex, but her previous partners had all the time been a bit hesitant about it – either they were worried about slipping or getting water in their eyes, or they were simply too inexperienced to know how to make it work.

But Jenn wasn’t the type to give up easily. She had been reading about shower sex on numerous forums and blogs for a while now, and she had learned a few tricks and tips that she was willing to try out. So she turned off the showerhead, grabbed a towel, and stepped out of the stall.

Standing in front of the foggy mirror, Jenn took a long look at herself. She had all the time been proud of her body – the way her curves flowed seamlessly from her shoulders to her hips, the way her long brown hair framed her face, and the sparkle in her emerald green eyes. She also knew that she had an effect on men – she had seen the way they looked at her, the way their eyes lingered on her full lips or her ample cleavage.

Right now, though, there was no man here to appreciate her. So Jenn decided to be her own audience. She quickly toweled herself dry, rubbing the soft fabric over her breasts and her belly, and then spread her legs wide and leaned back against the sink.

She knew what turned her on. She had all the time been a fan of the sensual, the playful, the unpredictable. So she started to touch herself, her fingers tracing the curve of her pubic bone, then dipping into her warm, wet folds. She moaned softly as she picked up the pace, her other hand pinching her nipples, rolling them between her fingers.

As she got closer and closer to orgasm, she found herself imagining all sorts of scenarios, each one more erotic than the last. She imagined being in the shower with a man – a tall, muscular stranger who was willing to explore every inch of her body. She imagined him washing her hair, his fingers gently massaging her scalp, his tongue tracing a path along the back of her neck.

She imagined him bending her over, her hands braced against the tile wall, his cock plunging into her from behind. She imagined him lifting her up, her legs wrapped around his waist, as he thrust into her with a primal urgency.

And then, suddenly, she was there. She cried out as the waves of pleasure coursed through her body, her fingers still working her clit, her core convulsing with every pulsing throb.

As she caught her breath, she realized that the bathroom door was open. She froze, wondering if someone had come in while she was masturbating.

“Jenn? What the hell are you doing in here all by yourself?”

It was her best friend, Chris. Jenn felt a sudden rush of embarrassment. She quickly wrapped the towel around her body, trying to hide her still-flushed skin.

“I, uh, I was just taking a shower,” she said, feeling foolish.

Chris rolled his eyes. “I can see that. But why are you all red? Did you eat something spicy for breakfast or something?”

Jenn couldn’t help but laugh. Chris had all the time been so clueless when it came to subtlety.

“Actually,” she said, stepping out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, “I was just…you know. Taking care of myself.”

Chris looked confused. “What, like, masturbating? In the shower?”

Jenn nodded, feeling a little bit braver now that she had admitted it out loud.

“I’ve never done it before,” she said. “It was kind of exhilarating.”

Chris grinned. “You’re a weirdo, you know that? But hey, whatever floats your boat.”

Jenn rolled her eyes. “Thanks, Chris. You’re so supportive. So what’s up? Why are you here?”

Chris’s face turned serious. “I actually came by to ask you something. It’s kind of complicated.”

Jenn sat down on her bed, feeling a sudden knot form in her stomach. Chris was all the time getting into trouble – he was impulsive, reckless, and had a tendency to run his mouth off at the wrong time. But she loved him dearly, and she all the time had his back. No matter what.

“What is it?” she asked.

Chris hesitated for a moment before blurting out, “I need your help. I did something I shouldn’t have done, and now I’m in way over my head.”

Jenn felt a sudden rush of panic. Chris had all the time been a bit of a wild card, but he had never sounded this serious before. She stood up and put her hand on his shoulder.

“Tell me everything,” she said. “We’ll figure it out together.”

Chris took a deep breath and launched into his story. It turned out that he had been dating this girl for a few months – a girl he had met online – and things had been going pretty well. They had hit it off right away, and Chris had started to think that maybe, just maybe, he had finally found someone he could settle down with.

But then, a few weeks ago, he had found something on her laptop – something that had disturbed him deeply. It was a series of videos, all of them featuring her with other men. Men who were clearly paying her for sex.

“I didn’t know what to do,” Chris said, his voice hoarse. “I felt like I had been played, like I was just another client. But I couldn’t just walk away. I had feelings for her, you know? I had to know if it was true. So I paid her for sex too.”

Jenn felt a sudden surge of anger on Chris’s behalf. It wasn’t like him to be this naive, but then again, love could make anyone act irrationally.

“And?” she said, her voice tight with tension. “What did you find out?”

Chris looked away, shame creeping into his features. “She was fucking other guys, Jenn. And not just for money. She was cheating on me. With everyone.”

Jenn didn’t know what to say. Chris had all the time been a bit of a womanizer, but he had never been in love before. She thought how hard this must be for him – to realize that the person he had opened his heart to was nothing but a liar and a cheat.

But then Chris looked up at her, his eyes full of determination.

“I’m not going to let her get away with this,” he said. “I have a plan. But I need your help to pull it off.”

Jenn felt a sudden sense of apprehension. Chris’s plans had a habit of getting them both in trouble. But she knew she couldn’t turn her back on him now.

“What do you need me to do?” she said.

Chris grinned, his whole face lighting up. “We’re going to expose her. We’re going to make her pay for what she did to me. And we’re going to do it in the most public, humiliating way possible.”

Jenn felt the first stirrings of excitement. It sounded like just the sort of scheme that Chris would come up with – impulsive, reckless, and ridiculously entertaining.

“So what’s the plan?” she said, trying to keep the eagerness out of her voice.

Chris leaned in close to her, his breath hot and spicy on her neck.

“We’re going to seduce her, Jenn,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “You and me, together. We’re going to show her what real passion looks like. And we’re going to do it in the shower.”

Jenn’s eyes widened in shock and arousal. She had never wondered about having a threesome before, but the idea of seducing this cheating bitch and showing her what she was missing – with her best friend by her side! – made her heart race with anticipation.

“And then what?” she said, trying to sound casual.

Chris grinned. “Then we’re going to record it. We’re going to put it on the internet. And we’re going to watch her world come crashing down.”

Jenn couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was crazy, it was risky, it was morally dubious. And it made her clit throb with desire.

“But Chris,” she said, playing the devil’s advocate. “What about us? What if we enjoy it too much?”

Chris looked at her, his eyes fierce with determination.

“We won’t,” he said. “We can’t. This is about revenge, Jenn. It’s about justice. And it’s about showing her what a real man looks like.”

Jenn felt the heat spreading between her legs. She had all the time known that Chris was a bit of a player, but she had never been attracted to him in that way before. But now, as he leaned in even closer to her, his lips hovering dangerously close to hers, she couldn’t help but feel a sudden surge of attraction.

“Okay,” she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Let’s do it.”

Chris grinned triumphantly. “Okay then. Let’s start with the shower.”
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