ask her where she wants the towels

you peek through the door. You can see her voluptously large ass. Her hands are running over it. She lets her hands explore her body, caught up in her shower. They move up and begin caressing her breasts.

You dont dare take a closer look. As much as you want to look, you DONT want to lose your job. You take a step back from the door. Nobody wants to be considered a pervert.

"Hello?" Your voice startles her as she is lost in her "thoughts". You hear her gasp as she is surprised. "I have your towels here.. where would you like me to leave them?"

"Oh, I'm sorry... you startled me" she stammered a bit. "would you be a dear and bring them in where i can reach them? i so hate walking around dripping wet."