Men

You figure that if you were supposed to be in the VIP showers, someone would have told you. Since you have a cock, you might as well go into the men's. Lord knows what would happen if the people in the woman's saw what you were hiding.
Your feet hit the wet concrete floor with a small tap. You hear the few people in the showers before you see them. By your count, there are two, but you think you hear another in the showers. The steam coming from the far shower helps that theory. The two not showering were talking to eachother. They seem to have finished, their hair was visibly wet. They don't notice you until you walk close by to a clear space.
They turn to look at you, quickly going silent after trailing off.
One speaks up, "I think your in the wrong showers, little lady." His deep voice was spiced with a southern twang. His voice seems to match his body pretty well. He was tall and well built. His hair was short and a chestnut color. He was also quite tan.
"Nah, I'm prett sure I'm in the right place." You say with a smirk and you pull off your top.
The other man smiles with a big cheesey smile over your stripping. He was very different compared to the tan one. He was shorter than you by a few inches. He was pretty pale. His hair was much shorter, close to a buzzcut. "Woah, I think she is serious about showering here!"
"Listen, ma'am, this is the men's showers. The woman's is next-door." The tan one says, his face bright red and turning away.
"Maybe she's here looking for some action. I know I want some." the short one says, "So, how about it? Let's see what those lips can do!"
You feel as the timing couldn't be better. You drop your jeans and panties together, then you turn to them. The shorter one is speechless, while the other one is covering his eyes. You think he got a peek through but quickly closed the gap. You stepped out of your pants, all while you are flashing your meat. After a few seconds you speak up. Asking a question you don't expect to get a answer from, "So, still want that blowjob?"