Dry off in the Ladies

Stacie walked down the dimmly lit hallway to the ladies bathroom, she raises her hands and pushes on the door but it doesnt move. Stacie looks up and notices an 'Out of Order' sign on the door.

"Damn it" Stacie mumbles.

Turning around she notices the male toilets opposite the female toilets. Glancing down the hallway to make sure no one is looking she opens the door and looks it. It looks like a typical toilet although seems to be alot more ... messy, dirt and grim wore on the tiles, the mirror had some very suss looking white gunk on it.

Stacie enter caustiously and check around making sure the toilet was empty. Walking down to the back toilet she opens the door and enters and locks the door behind her. The walls had plenty of 'For a good time call xxxxx' among other things. Stacie stood there for a minute admiring all the numbers untill she noticed two numbers.

"What the, thats Rachels number" Stacie gasped. Rachel being a stuck up girl who didnt make the team. Stacie couldnt help but chuckle but then her mind returned to her situation.

She lowered the toilet lid and put her bag on the top. Opening the bag Stacie face dropped, noticing the bag was complelty soaked through.

"Damn it", Stacie mumbled, she turned and opened the toilet door and noticed the hand dryer near the sink, she walked over casuelly and turned it on. Its height from the ground was quite hard to postion her self to dry her self.

An idea entered Stacie's head. She headed back to the door and glanced out, making sure no one was coming again. She headed back to the cubile and stood there for a second.

Then without hesitation she pulled her tight white shirt over her head and off. Her skin was shinny from both pursperation and rain water. Her nipples stood to attention in the slightly cooler temperture. She ringed out her shirt of water and then walked back to the dryer. Turning it on filled the room with a loud roar. Stacie flinched at the sound but held her top under it.

After a minute she noticed the top was no longer soaked though but still quite damp. She returned to the cuble and placed her shirt over her back. She then leant over and removed her shoes and placed them on the floor in the corner, leaving her small socks on, there was no way she would walk barefoot in this bar.

She then unbuttoned her shirts and lower them and repeated the process. But doing this, standing only in her underwear in the male toilets raised a little spark in her. After she dried her shorts as best as possible, she walked back to the cubile and looked down at her panties. Those too wore soaked and you could clearly see her damn pussy thought them.

Hesitant for a second, Stacie removed the panties and repeated the process, but when she walked out and turned on the hand dryer for a third time she failed to notice the door to the mens toilets had swung open and someone had entered the room.