Lynn is very surprised!

Terri closed the door behind her, keeping the room filled with steam. She loved the steam when she showered. It made her feel nice and clean, as if the world was a sauna that she could stay in forever. At home the showers ran out of hot water, but here, in the hotel? Not a chance. The water could run for hours and never run out. Apparently Lynn had figured that out, too.

What Lynn hadn't figured out, it seemed, was that Terri had entered the room. She must have been so focused on what she was doing, so turned on by the pulsing hot rhythm of the shower head, that she had lost all sense of her surroundings.

Terri stood in awe for a moment, watching Lynn buck and moan in ecstasy. Lynn was pressed up against the back wall of the shower with both her hands gripping the shower head tight, sliding it back and forth between her legs. Even from this distance, Terri couldn't really see everything that was going on. Most of the 'sweet spots' of Lynn's body, including her hands, were still obscured by the frosted glass. It honestly made it all a little bit sexier, like it was part of a burlesque show.

Terri's mind raced. What should she do? Should she do anything? What if she just stood there and watched Lynn until she came? She probably could, but... what if there was a way to make things even better?

"H-Hello!" she finally called out. At some point since she had entered the bathroom, she had re-affected Tracer's accent. It gave her some confidence to do what she was here for, when otherwise she might run screaming from the bathroom, never to return to a convention in her life.

Lynn's whole body jolted in surprise. She scrambled to stand up straight, covering her breasts and her crotch with one arm each.

"Ah!" she cried out in utter shock. "Oh, my God, Terri-- sorry, you freaked me out." She laughed a little bit, refusing to meet her fellow cosplayer's eyes. "D-did you need to use the bathroom?" she asked nervously.

Terri didn't really know what to say. She had been driven entirely by horniness up to this point, and hadn't really come up with a plan, per se. So here she was, in a tank top (with her nipples very clearly hard under it) and her still-damp underwear.

"I thought I might hop in there for a bit," she said more confidently than she felt. "You did say we needed to get going soon, and, you know, we both need to wash our hair. We could help each other out? You know, just as mates!"

Lynn looked confused, but Terri didn't blame her. She looked as though she were struggling to find an answer to Terri's question. The shock of being caught "red-handed," combined with Terri's almost casual way of suggesting they shower together, apparently had her completely off-balance.

"Fuck. How long was I..." Lynn groaned and pressed a hand to her forehead- the hand that was previously covering her breasts. Terri tried to keep from staring at the two tiny brown circles that popped up on the shower's glazed glass. "Fine. Just hop in."

Quick as a flash, Terri stripped out of her tank top and panties, throwing them over her shoulder. Her reddish-pink nipples pointed out eagerly, and a thin brown racing stripe pointed at her swollen, practically dripping wet sex. Terri cupped a hand between her legs in a tiny attempt to hide how eager she really was to get inside Lynn's shower.

"Fuck," Lynn muttered from behind the glazed door. It was barely audible over the sounds of the shower, but it was all Terri needed to hear. Lynn was obviously still horny out of her mind, and she'd invited Terri in. All she had to do was open the door.