Finish your shower

After cleaning yourself to the best of your abilities and enjoying the water for a moment longer than strictly necessary you figure it is time to finish up. You turn the valve and the shower stops. Feeling renewed, you open the glass cabin door and step through with your gaze on the floor. You suddenly spot a pair of legs and in surprise you lose your footing and slip on the wet floor. You flail your arms and bounce on your butt. Looking up, you see a young woman about your age in a tight green bodysuit looking up at you from the bench.

"Jesus Fucking Christ", she says, seemingly just as startled with your sudden acrobatics as you are with seeing her. You didn't hear, nor expect anyone to come in.

She offers you a hand, and you accept it. She pulls you up easily, and when you get to your feet you now find yourself staring down at her sitting form. She's very pretty, with black hair almost reaching her shoulders and full, seductive lips. You realize you're still naked, not that she seems to mind. Her gaze wanders up and down your nude wet body. You spot an unlit cigarette between her fingers, which explains the hazy smell when you first stepped into the room. "You look like you could use a smoke too", she says as her gaze lowers. "I knew by those stupid grins that those morons talked someone into doing another video on those machines of theirs. Let me guess, that must have been you".

If you weren't already ashamed by your nudity and your sudden tumble, this really settles the deal. Your cheeks feel hot, and you're certain it's not just because of the shower you just took. "Y-yes. I feel sore and embarrassed", you admit in the knowledge that you've never been able to hide your blush well. You notice your bundle of clothes is located on the other side of where she's sitting.

"What, because of the machine?" the girl asks and you nod shyly in response. "Oh, don't worry about it. I've seen much weirder shit than that", she says with a casual shrug, pressing the cigarette between her lips and retrieving a lighter from her pocket.

"Even weirder?", you have to ask, still dripping wet and getting water all over the floor. You're not sure if you'd like to imagine what that'd be like.

She smirks at you while she lights the cigarette, taking a long drag before she leans back against the wall and blows a cloud of smoke."Shit, this is weird central. You don't even know".