A shower.

"I couldn't wait. There's a bathroom on this floor. Get naked, grab a towel, and follow me."

Naked except for our towels, she led me by the hand through the fluorescent, carpeted hallway. Thankfully, the showers were individual, but it was still a community bathroom without a locking door. I was too horny to care, and so was she.

As the water heated, we started kissing again. Her lips tasted hot and sweet, and soon she stripped off her towel, revealing her pale, muscular body. I did likewise and joined her under the steamy water.

At first, we were all business. She made a great show of arching her back as she shampooed her hair. Then she handed me a bottle of body wash and told me to "get to work." I took great pride in lathering her slick body from shoulder to ankle, granting her sore legs extra attention. Once I got to the floor, I massaged up each leg to the inner thigh, doing deep tissue massage. "That's really good," she said to the echoing room.

My hands kept rubbing up and down her legs, higher each time, switching sides. She continued rinsing herself under the hot water, but spread her legs, encouraging me to go higher. I was on my knees. The water was streaming off of her onto me. I reached my head up, and stuck out my tongue. At first, I tasted only water, but then I made contact with her sex, and the flavor totally changed. Heady, and stinging, and sweet. I licked deeply, and Amy's whole body responded.

"It's not enough. Put it in me, quick!" I was fully erect, just from contact with her. I stood to a crouch, lined myself up, and pushed up into her with a single motion.

It was an awkward position. I took hold of her leg, and pulled her close. I had to hold her chest as close I could to stay inside, and every few thrusts I would miss and pop out and she grab hold of me and push me back in. But we were lubricated enough, and sliding up and down her chest was extremely pleasurable. We started to moan from our efforts, when we heard the door open.

I paused inside her, and we watched from over the curtain rod as an attractive but slightly pipple-faced Asian girl prepared the shower next to ours. It was impossible to hide, as the curtain blocked our bodies but not our faces. The stranger turned toward us. We smiled, nervous. She smiled back, and popped into the shower.

"Ian," Amy whispered, low enough that I could barely hear, "I want you to make me cum. Right here, right now."

We held back any sound, but there was nothing we could do to stop our wet bodies from making rhythmic slapping sounds as we slammed together. It was all pretty comical, but Amy felt amazing, and I was getting close.

To our surprise, we at once heard the unmistakable sound of sexual pleasure emanating from the shower next to ours. No doubt she knew what we were up to. With that realization, we abandoned our modesty. I thrust into Amy roughly, and she massaged her clit, until she came with a loud, echoing moan onto me. After a moment, she lowered onto her knees and jerked me off onto her waiting tongue and face. Her green eyes smiled up at me as she swallowed, then she wiped the remainder off her face.

When she switched off the water, the only sounds were pleasured groans coming from the stall next to us. As we toweled off, we watched the girl, her eyes closed and her eyebrows knitted, as the curve of her shoulders telegraphed her movements behind the curtain. Amy and I grinned at each other and left the girl in peace.