A few brief moments to relax

Mackenzie quietly crept backward, clapping one arm across her breasts and her other hand in front of her bare pelvis, carefully watching Alex's face to see if he was peeking. His face suddenly scrunched up around his eyes, like it took all his strength not to open his eyes, and after a short moment, he clapped his own hands in front of his eyes. Maybe he couldn't keep them shut on his own? She giggled silently to herself, even taking her arm from in front of her breasts to cover her mouth, leaving her chest exposed to the sightless Alex. He was doing what she asked to spare her embarrassment, and he looked adorable doing it. And as she watched, she noticed he bent forward slightly, a habit she'd had the misfortune to use a lot in the past, when her lower half was exposed and she tried to keep it out of sight... And as she backed towards the mudroom, she couldn't help her eyes wandering down his body to his groin, where he shifted uncomfortably, with an increasingly noticable bulge in front of his shorts... Mackenzie's eyes widened as she stared, feeling some heat rising up her chest and neck, though she was still fighting shivers from the rain. Finally, feeling guilty for ogling him after he was being so considerate in not ogling her, she slipped into the mudroom, pulling the door shut, and immediately running to the shower.

Sliding over a frosted glass shower door, she turned on the hot water to full blast, wiggling her back and hips as a few last aggressive shivers tried to remind her of their displeasure. Once she saw the first bits of steam rising, she turned on the cold water to a low level and turned on the shower, immediately stepping in and walking backwards into the hot spray. The initial hit on the back of her legs and her butt was shocking, but much more pleasurable than the cold rainfall had been as she slowly walked the water up her back until it hit the back of her head, then turned around, letting the hot water fall on her neck, shoulders and breasts. Biting her lip as the heated water ran down her breasts, hips, and pelvis, she closed her eyes and softly massaged her chilled and tingling breasts under the water. As she did, she no longer felt like she had to hunch around herself, and she very carefully and gingerly cupped the hot water around her aching nipples, too sensitive to touch directly but also feeling like they needed help if they were ever going to soften again. Finally, she stuck her head under the water, letting it run through her hair to her chilled scalp and across her blushing face, taking a deep breath to loosen the tension in her chest. After the second breath, she surprised herself as one laugh escaped her mouth, then another. Then a small fit of laughter before she caught her breath and relaxed with a dreamy smile under the hot water. After all the mortifying events of the day, losing all her clothes, finding herself outside in the rain, unable to get home, and showing up naked... She finally had a moment of solitude and safety. She was naked still, but actually in a place she was supposed to be naked, which felt like a big step up. And in just a few minutes, she'd be clothed and safe, and once the storm was over they could figure out what to do about her being locked out.

Lingering under the water, Mackenzie peeked out to the rest of the room. The door was still shut, as she expected, but the room itself was pretty empty. It was obviously a guy's bathroom. It was cleaned acceptably, but there was only a faded bottle of hand soap on the sink and a few bath brushes, with no hand towels or washcloths in sight. The cabinet in the corner was latched at the corner, and she hoped to find a hairdryer with the towels inside. There was no sign of a woman having been there; no cosmetics or toiletries, no pictures or decorations on the wall, and not even a set of curtains over the back door's window. Mackenzie felt relieved, suddenly, and wrinkled her brow in surprise at the feeling. She knew no women should have been there, although the thought suddenly occurred to her, there were very unlikely to be any clothes that fit her. She'd have to wear some of Alex's clothes... If he gave her any... Maybe he'd make her stay in a towel... Or if she got his clothes, she'd maybe even be able to smell his scent on them... And as she blushed at that thought, a massive crack of lightning hit outside the window somewhere.

The house shook slightly slightly, and suddenly everything went dark. The water was still running, and she could hear the rain landing on the house and outside it, but with the electric light gone and no lightning, everything was nearly pitch black. Carefully, she reached for the shower to shut it off, then jumped slightly as she heard and felt a really big crash somewhere else in the house. Her heart jumped into her throat again, uncertain what was going on. She was still naked and trying to adjust to the nearly pitch-dark, but at least she was warm, and once the water was turned off, she didn't hear anything else through the walls...