Welcoming her under the shower

Part of me wants to reveal myself right away. Another part holds me back however, watching her, seeing what she does in here, all alone. I see Jenny slowly waking down the corridor. She glances into the rooms. When she sees the box of condoms, just like me earlier, she goes "Wow, someone got busy." She really talks to herself a lot, this one.

She turns around and I pull my head back to not be seen right away. What to do now? I see how Jenny steps into the women's shower. A little piece of wall blocks my view of her now, but I do still hear her as she starts to speak to herself again. "Stupid guy... What does he have to touch me with his thing like that? And the wax he started at me, at if he wanted to..." Her voice trails off.

I hear the shower turning on. If she keeps taking to herself I do not hear her anymore. I consider simply waking in there. Still, i am not even sure if she wants me or is mad at me right now. I hear her voice mumbling something inaudible. Then, above the sound of running water, i catch the words "... Why? Why do they never do more than stare??"

Oh. Oh my. She sounds almost... **** now. Okay, screw it, I have to go for it. Still, I have the feeling that surprising her out of the blue like that may take a bad turn. But then I have an idea.

I sneak out of the shower and go for the door leading outside. I have no intention of leaving though. I open the door and close it again, noisily to make sure she hears it.

In a classic case of dramatic timing, her shower stops at this exact moment. All I hear now is a few drops of water trickling down from her body to the floor and a surprised gasp.

I slowly walk over to her. Slowly, but not quietly. I reach the entrance to her shower and look inside. There she stands, staring at me in disbelief. Trying to sound more confident than I feel i simply say "Hello" and walk in.

"H...hi." she replies in a small timid voice, totally unlike the one she used to talk to herself. In a fake it till you make it mentality, I try my best to appear confident as I step under the shower next to her and say "Nice to meet you. I am Tom."

I think it came out reasonably calm, even though my heart is doing summersaults in my chest. I turn on the shower. Hers is still off, but some water drips down her hair. "I... Jenny" she says, and turns her water back on.

For a bit, we simply stand there, awkwardly looking at each other. As strange as the situation is, I feel myself getting hard again. Her curves are just so... Damn! I see Jenny's eyes flitting down to my shorts several times. When she looks back up, I smile at her and she blushes turning away.

The sound of running water is all that cuts through the silence. Jenny is half turned away, I can see her big ass checks very well, hugged by her tight swimsuit. Then it hits me. I remember where I am right now. In what specific room. There is nothing holding me back from it, right?

When Jenny looks away once more, I take a deep breath and pull down my swim shorts. Of course, she hears the rustling fabric and turns around. Her mouth stand open in shock, hopefully positive shock, as she starts at my hard dick.

"This..." I begin, and take confidence from her wanting look. "That is what this room is for, right?" I say, grab my cock and slowly start to jerk it. Jenny send to freeze on the spot. She starts right at me, right at my hand jerking along my shaft with a slightly open mouth.

She gives a short nervous laugh. "You... I mean... Oh God." She says without looking up. I feel how my fake confidence slowly turns real. "Do you like what you see there Jenny?" I ask her. Her head tilts up. For a moment we lock eyes. Before she answers, she looks back down though. "I.... Oh yes I do." There is an excited shake in her voice.

This is crazy! Right? I and staying here, jerking myself off while starting at a hot curvy woman, just like that? It does work though, for some reason. Jenny watches me. She watches me and her hand absent mindedly moves down between her legs, rubbing her bathing suit.

Okay, screw it. I am going for it! "Jenny... If... If you like what you see, why don't you... Why don't you take your bathing suit off then? I promise, I will give you even more of a show if you do." There, I said it.

Jenny looks up very slowly. Hey face is hard to read. Shock? Fear? Excitement? Well, it is hard to read someones face if you keep staring down at her enormous tits. And then, Jenny speaks.

"I... Well I suppose I .... Well, yes!" In the end, she sounds like she is trying to convince herself, more than she wants to tell me. But be that as it may, she reaches up for the strap of her bathing suit.