Tom leaves

Without daring to reply, Tom heads to the door and unlocks it.
He glances over to Miranda and his bare ass on last time, flashing for a moment his usual stupid grin before leaving the room.
As the door closes behind him, you can hear Nicole's inquisitory chattering, not a word that you can understand though.

Miranda looks at herself into the mirror, water is still running, hot, steaming up and fogging her reflection.
She closes it and wipes clean the surface with her hands, before concernedly checking her white top.
The douche's cum is quickly drying on her skin like a glue, but apparently he didn't get any on her clothes.

Relived, she gathers the loose hem in a knot above her navel, leaving exposed everything beneath it.
And immediatly you are grateful to your pervertedness for having made you stay.

You fill your eyes with the soft, full curves of her hips. Her naturally-flat belly, wondrous result of remarkable genes and a healty lifestyle.
The glowing smoothness of her bare skin, perceptible even form your uncomfortable position.

Hesitantly, she touches a bit of what Tom left on her belly, like to evaluate the sticky consistency under her fingers, she draws it closer to her face to have a better look at it.

Is she ... s-smelling it?!?

Disgusted, she opens the tap to immediately wash it off her hand.
After having lookd around in search of something she doesn't seems to find, she takes off her shoes and slides out of her pants and panties, leaving them there on the ground.
Her naked feet tap on the tiled cold floor as she skulks to the door.
She locks it again, and then quickly enters the showerbox.

The curtain rail is up high, she streches to reach it, offering you an even better view of her nakedness.
Though the sight of the douche's cum all over her most private parts, you find youreself rubbing your cock through your pants at the sight.

With a sigh she desists, shrugging in her shoulder.
It appears that the curtain is stuck open.
No big deal, for all she could know, she's alone...
As she turns on the hand faucet and waits for the water to warm up, you wonder if, now that Tom has gone, you shouldn't simply go back inside and leave her some privacy.