Jaimie needs to go

“Well, I can think of a few ways…” you murmured with a giddy chuckle as you imagined the types of pleasure this nimble nymph could offer.

“Oh! Let me get you my contact info then,” Jaimie said, patting herself down with her towel. “It’s in the locker room, if you’ll wait for me. I have to take a shower and head home.”

“Wait, wha..?” you sputtered, looking the petite blonde in the eyes. The desire was still burning in there but apparently getting home is a priority.

“I’m super late already, I’m supposed to be meeting up with some classmates for a project!” she explained, marching over to the change room. Your cock was still aching to get into her, but you wondered if you could be morally alright with making her miss her project. You followed the petite athlete like a forlorn puppy. “Mind waiting for me to shower first?” she asked before stepping into the change room.

“Mind? I didn’t know they even had showers here!” you joked. Jaimie quirked her eyebrow incredulously at you. “I mean… I’ve never been…” you tried to explain in an attempt to un-lame your remark..

“Well, they’re much like the men’s shower…” Jaimie retorted, then, after a pause, added, “Eh… not that I’ve ever been there either…” She darted her eyes away, then slipped into the ladies room.

As a gentleman, you waited patiently outside.. Until you remembered that nobody would care if you entered the lady’s change room. You looked around, just in case, but no one gave you a second glance. Then, you opened the change room door and stepped inside. A few women looked up to see who had come in, but they went back to their dressing and undressing as if it wasn’t a big deal. You had walked into no man’s land and they have accepted you. You breathed a sigh of relief and moved in further. You felt a little heady as you watched a brunette casually strip off her t-shirt and jeans, revealing well toned abs and a mix of black panties and a pink bra. She removed the bra and panties, revealing pert tits and a tight ass, then slipped into a sports bra and thong before pulling on yoga pants and a tight halter as you stared. Once she had her runners on, she locked up her locker and headed out. You shared a polite smile and nod as she left the room.

You looked around for Jaime and found her waiting in line for the shower. She was still completely nude with her towel over her shoulder, leaning up against a wall, checking her cell phone. You approached her.

“Hey!” Jaimie said, surprised to see you. She then cocked her head and asked, “Really didn’t believe we have showers in here?”

“Actually, I thought I’d help you shower since you’re in a rush,” you explained.

“Aww, that’s sweet,” Jaimie smiled, then gestured to the lineup and added, “But I’m at the end of the line here, I don’t even know if I will get a shower before I have to go. We only have today left to finish this project up, but I really don’t want to go in, reeking of sweat…” You nodded in understanding. “The guys are going to kill me though…” she muttered, typing into her phone.

“Well, maybe I can help you with that,” you offered. You took the phone from the gymnast and looked at the group chat. The chat was filled with messages of “Where are you?” and “When are you getting here?” and “This counts for 20% of our mark!” You looked at Jaime and she looked back at you with an ‘I told you this was bad’ look.

You gave her a confident grin and typed into the chat.

YOU: Hey guys, this is John, I’m here with Jaimie. Please don’t give her grief about being late.

JACOB: Why not? She needs to pull her own weight just like the rest of us!

MEGGAN: If you don’t get here in the next half hour, I’m telling the professor and getting you booted from the group!

You were taken aback by the unsympathetic responses. You assumed that you could simply make the request and they would accept it, since that’s what everyone had been doing in this gym, but there were apparently limits to your abilities. Maybe it was the way you worded the request.

YOU: Could you go easy on Jaimie for my sake?

JACOB: Why?

MEGGAN: Who are you?

DYLAN: Who the fuck is this guy?!

That didn’t work either. You scratched your head, then remembered that everyone follows your sexual requests with no question.

YOU: I need to fuck Jaimie’s brains out, so she’ll be a little late to the group meeting.

JACOB: Alright.

MEGGAN: OK, but pick up some snacks before you get here then.

DYLAN: Send nudes.

With a satisfied grin, you handed the phone back to Jaimie. Her eyes widened and she said, “Meggan’s such a control freak, I can’t believe you got her to be ok with this!”

“And apparently Dylan wants to see some nudes,” you noted.

“Well, I suppose it’ll prove that I’m not lying,” Jaimie shrugged, switching to camera mode. She held it up for a selfie, next to you. She tilted her head and pouted her lips as she snapped the shot.

“You know Dylan well?” you asked as she took some more nude shots, then sorted through to pick her best one. It was her leaning back into you, giving a full frontal view while cupping her breast with one hand.

“Not really,” Jaimie shrugged in answer to your question. She looked for a good filter to work with the shot, selected it and sent the photo to the group. A moment later, she got thumbs up and smiley emoticons from the other members. Jaimie put her phone away and said, “Now that THAT crisis is averted, I still have to wait for my shower.”

Through the whole exchange with the project group, the line to the showers had not moved. The showers seemed to be a popular place to be in this gym.

“I’ll handle it,” you told your friend, then stepped into the shower area.

Inside, there were five stalls, all occupied with people washing up. You poked your head into one of the stalls and asked the blonde there, “Is there a reason for the lineup?”

She turned to you, hands in hair, washing off shampoo, and replied, “It’s the water, it’s barely got any heat to it!” Her teeth chattered and her nipples were as sharp as icicles.

“I see…” you replied, thinking of a way to help. It seemed that this facility may be able to grant your every whim in regards to sex, but still suffered from breakdowns of the general utilities. If this were a problem with the boiler, that could take hours to fix. If the hot water tanks were empty, that would take a while to fill as well. You wanted to help Jaimie shower quickly. Fortunately, you could think of other ways to keep the ladies warm.