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Chapter 8 by ChaoticAvatar ChaoticAvatar

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Shower

Back in her room, Mackenzie tried to calm herself. This holiday wasn't starting out how she hoped.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the phone and dialed maintenance to report her lock. They told her they'd get someone over as soon as possible but that they'd had a flood of work to fix, sorry.

Hanging up in frustration she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

'Well I can't wait like this', she thought to herself.

Taking off the costume, she laid it out to wash later and grabbed a towel and her toiletry bag.

Back in the other room, John was just getting over his encounter with his red headed neighbour. He couldn't believe how close he'd come to seeing that shapely body.

He was still regretting his near miss when he heard the shower start up. He glanced across at the bathroom and, to his surprise, noticed the door hadn't shut fully.

Cautiously he approached the door, aware that his family could return at any minute and worried about being caught.

He pressed his eye against the gap carefully. The door didn't give him a view into the shower, but he could see the counter, and in the fogged up mirror, he could see a figure humming to herself as she moved within the shower.

John held his breath, trying to make out any detail, but between the shower screen and fog, he couldn't see much more.

He almost gave up in frustration, when suddenly the water stopped, the shower screen slid aside and Mackenzie lent out towards the counter.

Pulling back from the door slightly, so as not to get caught, he held back an exlaimation of awe as he saw the gorgeous redhead, her hair plastered down her smooth back, large breasts swaying beneath her reach for something on the counter. he licked his lips at the sight of her nipples reacting to the cooler air outside the shower.

It only lasted a few seconds before she lent back out of sight, towel in hand.

John couldn't believe his luck. He'd almost not come in this trip. His marriage wasn't in great shape, but they'd wanted to try again with a holiday for the kids. He hadn't expected this... distraction.. next door.

He managed to calm himself down, and started to press his eye once again to the narrow gap. The mist was clearing from the room and he was hoping for another view, but fate conspired against him.

Just as he caught his first glimpse of a long leg stepping from the shower, he heard familiar voices rush to the door outside.

Panicing, he tried to leap away from the door, just as he heard the click of his cabin door unlocking.

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