Wait him out.

She decided the best way was just to wait. He couldn't shower for ever, after all.

So he wouldn't be suspicious, she started her shower routine over at the beginning. Shampooing again, washing again, she made sure to wash her pussy really well, to try to hide the smell of her arousal, but in her state, the rubbing may have had the opposite of its intended effect.

But still, he didn't go anywhere. He seemed to enjoy long showers. She couldn't help but glance over at him, to admire his back and shoulders over the stall door.

Then, the unthinkable happened. The water turned from hot to warm, from warm to cool, and from cool to ice cold.

The showers must cut off hot water after a certain time to save energy. The cold water was making her heart race, it was absolute torture to stand under it.

But Dale showed no signs of being done. What could she do?