Hit the shower.

You trace your fingers along your huge morning wood, grinning at the sensation. You decide to jump in your shower to help you wake up and have a place to jerk off where you wont have to worry about cleaning up the mess. You stand up, stretch and head down the hall to the bathroom, your rigid cock bobbing along ahead of you.

As you get closer to the bathroom, you pause as you notice that the shower is already running. "What the hell," you think to yourself. "I don't remember bringing anyone home last night... Did I get that drunk?"

You slowly push the door open, letting steam come rolling out of the fogged up bathroom, and move towards the shower. You can see someone through the opaque shower curtain, but the shadow is too blurred to make out who it is.

You won't be able to just sit in your bedroom and wait to find out who is in your shower. That suspense would drive you crazy. You quietly walk up to the curtain and slowly pull it aside, just enough to get a peek at your visitor.