Liam's shower has a problem

"Is it broken again?" Liam asked annoyed. He was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed and a towel hung loose around his hips. It was his only item of clothing and he was starting to feel the chill.

"I think it's broken for real this time" His father grunted, wiping grease from a wrench with an old rag.

"Just as I was about to have a shower" mumbled Liam "It always happens like this"

"Come on, don't be a drama queen" said his father gesturing toward the hallway. "Go use Maya’s bathroom. She and her family won’t mind"

He didn't even finished his sentence that the pipe burst and a stream of water soaked him while Liam chuckled at the scene.

"If you had listened to Maya's dad, at this time I would be relaxing in my shower and you wouldn't be drenched"

"Ha-ha very funny Liam. Now scram, I have a pipe to fix before the water bill kills our family savings"

Liam hesitated a bit, but the fatigue from moving boxes all day decided his next course of action. Why did they have to renovate the house that month?

"I'll bring some clean clothes for you when I'm finished here" said his father as Liam went outside.

Still in his towel he walked across the overgrown lawn separating his and Maya's houses, the cool evening air raising goosebumps on his bare skin. He knocked softly on Maya’s back door, but he received no answer. He tried the handle and found it was unlocked.

"Maya?" he called, stepping into the silent kitchen. Still no answer. "Is anyone at home?"

He padded quietly down the dim hallway. Everything was dark, except a faint glow coming from beneath the bathroom door at the end of the hall.

"Liam? Did something happened? You may come in" Asked a muffled feminine voice from inside the bathroom. He pushed the door open gently. "Hey, the pipe burst again, Dad said..."

The words died in his throat. In the bathroom there was none other than Maya's mother, Angela. She was lying in the bathtub, water lapping just below her shoulders, her dark hair was tied messily atop her head.

"Liam. Hello" She welcomed him smiling. "So the hot water is gone again, huh?"

"S-sorry, Mrs. Vance! I was expecting..." His face was burned and Angela chuckled.

"Maya’s still at practice, dear. She will be back soon"

Then she stood up. Water cascaded down her lean, athletic frame. She was completely unselfconscious, reaching for the fluffy white towel folded on the heated rail beside him. Liam flinched backward until his shoulder hit the doorframe hard. He tried to keep his gaze elsewhere, but it was impossible not to stare at the full mature naked woman in front of him: her boobs, her hips, her curves, alla was exposed to his eyes. He felt a familiar pressure in his crotch and his towel, already loose, felt the shift. The knot couldn't hold against the swelling beneath it and Liam's towel slithered down his thighs and dropped around his ankles.

He stood frozen, exposed too, while Angela’s gaze flickered downward. Her lips curled in a knowing smirk.