It's on!

As you wipe away the water she flicked at you can hear Erin giggling in the shower. When she slid the door closed it bounced open a bit and you can see the handle that controls the water temperature and you get an idea. "You know Erin that wasn't very nice." You say as you creep closer to the shower, "After all I could have left you out there in the cold rain." In a flash your arm shoots in and grabs the lever pulling it toward you changing the water from comfortably warm to freezing cold instantly.

Erin yelps in surprise at the abrupt change and quickly reaches out and grabs your wrist and pulls the handle the other way. The suddenness of the move catches you off balance and your still wet feet offer no traction on the slick tile floor and you tumble into the shower. Fortunately the door slides open easily so you're not hurt but you wind up with your hands on the bottom of the shower and your knees on the slick edge of the tub.

"Oh shit, Jane! Are you ok?!" Erin asks as she kneels down next to you.

As the warm water starts to fall across your back you turn and look at her. The look of shock on her face and the absurdity of the situation, combined with your own nerves being on edge because of the storm are too much and you begin to giggle. "Some protector you turned out to be", you manage to get out between giggles. "I'm beginning to think I might have been safer with the storm." At this point you're giggling so hard your arms are shaking and are in danger of loosing your precarious balance but can't help yourself.

Erin's face changes from shocked, to relieved, to amused. "Yeah, well try something like that again and you'll need protection from me,” she says with a lopsided grin. Then she reaches out and playfully smacks you on your upraised ass. Unfortunately this is enough to unbalance you. Your knees slid off the edge and you turn enough so that you land unceremoniously on your butt, and crashing into Erin.

Your hair falls across your face as you lie back and give into the giggles and let the wonderfully warm shower water wash over you. To be honest this is the most you'd laughed in a long time and it felt good. You didn't even mind the fact that you were lying on the shower floor in workout cloths that were soaking wet. You are so busy being amused at the absurdity of the whole thing that it takes you a while to register the soft warm form of Erin sprawled on top of you.

"Wow", she says from just the above your face. "For somebody who's so graceful in the pool you sure are a klutz." As she speaks she begins to brush your wet hair out of your face. When you find the courage to open your eyes Erin's face fills your field of vision. Her skin is as fair and smooth as an idol carved out of ivory. In contrast her lips are the soft pink of cotton candy, and from your vantage point you notice the bottom one is just a bit fuller than the top one. Her chin and nose have a soft pixyish quality. But what captivates you most are her large soft blue eyes as they scan your face while she continues to lazily play with your wet hair.

As you lay there you suddenly become very aware of how her body feels against yours; the way your breasts press against hers as you breath, the way your hip seems to fit perfectly in the curve of hers as she lies there with one leg draped over you; how even though her curves are similar to your own the subtle differences make your head spin in a way you haven’t experienced before.

When her eyes finely settle back on yours she quietly muses, “What ever am I going to do with you?”