Feeling risky. Take a peek in the shower.

While the camera would no doubt be the safer option and would presumably be far more explicit (judging from what Randall had insinuated), the fact that Randall was now completely naked, not fifteen feet away, with the bathroom door open was admittedly a much bigger draw. As awesome as whatever he had recorded might be, the sheer thrill of getting to watch him, live and in the flesh, soaping up those magnificent breasts with their now much darker nipples (that for some reason you found all the more arousing), as well as the little slice of heaven that lay between his legs was an opportunity that you simply couldn't pass up.

So, rubbing excitedly at your crotch, you very slowly began creeping your way down the hall towards the open door, watching as the curvy, feminine outline of Randall's body through the glass grew ever nearer.

Though you had a little bit of a buzz on that was giving you courage, you still felt slightly nervous as you approached, recalling once more what Randall had said about all those guys constantly leering at him all the time because of his body, as well as the joke he'd been continually making about you yourself being 'perv'. While admittedly this was kind of true you didn't really want your best friend thinking of you that way (even though ironically enough Randall himself had been much more of a pervert than you before the accident), not wanting to be lumped in with the rest of those creeps and have him get fed up with you too. Though he had been making more than his fair share of ass and tit jokes this evening, and had also actually showed you his tits, he hadn't so far given you any indication that he wanted anything sexual to happen this weekend, nor had he really spoke about what had happened before (other than that one time to make you squirm). This didn't mean anything wasn't on the cards, but it did mean that the ball was entirely in his court to initiate things - seeing as you felt way too intimidated to actually bring it up yourself. This of course was also why you felt so anxious as you got closer to the bathroom door, not wanting to mess up what chance you may or may not have by actually getting caught.

"Shit! Should I be doing this?" you asked yourself, pausing for a moment as you felt the heat from the shower emanating out of the open bathroom door, not so sure anymore that this was such a good idea. On the one hand you had the fear of being caught ruining what you now had with your friend (having not done anything so overtly perverted as this before), and on the other you had the overwhelming arousal of getting to actually see Randall's glorious female body completely and utterly nude. It was brain vs. libido, and in the end there really should have been no doubt over who was going to win.

Shaking off these thoughts, knowing fine well how much you'd be kicking yourself later if you didn't take advantage of this opportunity (especially if it did end up being the only one you got), you continued on, smelling Miss. Card's flowery scented body wash wafting it's way out into the corridor as you planted yourself against the wall and peered into the opening of the door. What you received in return made you very glad indeed that you hadn't turned back - the most spectacular view of Randall's long, wet hair, smooth back and bare ass cheeks, pressing up against the glass. The sight of this caused you to let out an inadvertent little groan, still in awe at how amazing those two creamy orbs of flesh really were, as you once again gave yourself a little rub. Forget Kim Kardashian or anyone else like that - Randall now had an ass to make men weep!

Turning then, giving you an amazing profile of his unbelievable figure, you flinched back a little from the door, not wanting to be seen - which thankfully you weren't. Randall it seemed was currently far too focused now on soaping up his heaving chest to even noticed you were there, and so retaking your position, you stood there marveling at just how large it really was in comparison to his svelte, perfectly toned figure, as his hands and fingers glided over the firm, slippery wet skin, causing each wondrous mound to beautifully jiggle. Admittedly you didn't really know a great deal when it came to bra sizes and such, but if you had to take a guess, you'd put them well above a double D cup. Heck, you'd probably even have to put them above a triple D and into one of those letters that before you'd met Miss. Card, you weren't even sure existed! Like an H or J, or even a K - they really were that big!

"Maybe I should sneak a look at one of his bra's sometime, " you thought to yourself briefly as he turned again - this time almost facing you - giving you an even better view of those gigantic soapy mounds and large, brownish nipples, "Or maybe just come right out and ask him..."

Putting that thought aside for the moment and continuing to watch this incredible Goddess before you putting on an unwitting show (still in disbelief sometimes that this was really your friend), you moved your gaze from his chest and followed his hands down towards the small strip of pubic hair that led towards his groin. As mesmerizing as his breasts were and as awesome as it was to see them again, what lay between his legs was somehow even more enticing and you had been waiting a very, very long time to look upon it again. It had been the very first real life vagina you'd ever seen, live and in the flesh, and although your memory of that night several weeks ago had been made slightly fuzzy dude to the amount of **** you'd consumed, you could still see little glimpses of it in your mind, and hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since. It had been so beautiful - plump and juicy and perfect in almost every way - and the sight of it wrapped snugly around you cock as Randall sat on top of you, thrusting it in and out and squeezing it's soft, wetness around you, was an experience that was now seared into your brain, and something that you weren't likely to forget for a long long time. That was the reason why your eyes were glued to that little fuzzy patch of hair now, hoping that Randall might part his legs a little further or bend over, allowing you another glimpse of the very thing that had taken your virginity.

Unfortunately however, due to both of your positions as well as the fact that Randall didn't really have much room to maneuver, all you got was the briefest of flashes of something you couldn't quite make out - the foam from the body wash covering most of it up - almost as if he was purposefully teasing you by not allowing you to see. Not that this was the end of the world you realized...frustrating, sure, but you still had the most gorgeous woman you'd ever seen in your life, naked and showering right in front of you, and disappointing that was not.