In the shower

Your name is John Doe. You are an average guy just trying to get by in the world and the world has made it painfully obvious just how average you are. Most people, let alone attractive women, barely give you a second look. That is, until what started as your average day took an extraordinary turn.

As usual, you wake up in a groggy haze and stumble out of your bed. It's your day off but you never could seem to sleep in very late. You shuffle lazily to bathroom and begin your morning routine. It's not until you try to shower does the day finally seize hold of you. Once you've turned the knob, you are immediately doused with an Arctic blast. Flailing your arms and doing your best not to drown in the torrent, you feel for the knob and turn the water back off. You look up at the shower head and clearly see the problem. It's busted to hell. No shower for you.

You do your best to mop up the mess and make a note to yourself to go buy a new shower head today. You throw on your bathrobe and decide to try and make the best of it. Exiting your apartment and walking a short distance down the hallway, you knock on your neighbor Judy's door. When she answers, you're reminded just how unimpressive you are.

Judy is stunning. Even this early in the morning, in her t-shirt and shorts that she clearly wore to bed, you can't help but get a half chub. You do your best to arrange your bathrobe to hide it.

"Hello?" she says questioningly to you. She probably forgot who you are.

"Hi Judy. It's John. Your neighbor. I'm sorry to bother you, but my shower is busted. Is there any chance at all that I can please use yours this morning?"

"Oh, right, John." She says almost to herself. "I suppose there's no harm. Come on in."

"Thanks," you reply and trudge through the door. All the apartments are identical, so you find the bathroom easily enough. "This means a lot," you say just before opening the door. "I don't know how I can repay you besides offering you to join me." You mentally scold yourself for the lame joke. She's probably going to take offense. Hopefully she let's you finish before she throws you out. Better to just hurry up and...

"Yes," you hear her say. You freeze mid step.

Uh, what? "I'm sorry?" You call back to her, rooted in place.

"I mean..." She giggles to herself. It's almost musical to you. "I'm just finishing breakfast and I don't mean to push, but if you don't mind..." There is a long pause. She seems to be waiting for a response from you but you can hardly do more than stare at her and blink slowly. Is this near goddess of a woman actually implying that she would.... "I'll join you once I'm done." The words come out in a rush and she turns back to the last few scraps of food on her plate.

You shake your head and step into the bathroom. She must have been joking, you think to yourself. You repeat this over and over in your head as you disrobe, start the shower and begin to lather up. You've managed to convince yourself that you must have completely misread the situation by the time you're rinsing shampoo out of your hair.

It's then, while you're half blind with soap in your eyes, that you hear the curtain slide open and a voice says "Hope you saved some hot water for me." You feel the touch of soft skin and silky hair as a body brushes by you and plants itself in the water.

"Gah! What?" You reply intelligently. "I mean...I-I-I-I-uh...of course." A flesh colored blur is all you can really make out, thanks to the soap and water in your eyes. A sexy, flesh colored blur. You desperately wipe your eyes clear, fearful that this is all some sleep deprived hallucination and will vanish in a moment. However, the illusion seems to persist and Judy's lithe, naked body is front of you.

Your eyes hug her every curve. You follow every movement as she rinses her body under the water. You are instantly jealous of every bead of water as it rolls across her breasts, her hips, her ass and down her legs. You realize your mouth is just hanging slack as the cognitive functions of your brain start to return. You begin to formulate an appreciation of her pert, B cup breasts. They go well with her toned stomach and ass. She must jog or something. The thought quickly evaporates from your head.

You close your mouth with a click and then Judy's laughter fills your ears again. "It looks like someone is excited to see me." She gently presses down on your raging erection and it bounces in response. "Don't take too long in here." She calls to you as she climbs past you and pulls the curtain closed again.

With a shake, you come to your senses. You realize that you had just been standing there gaping as she washed herself clean and just like waking up from a dream, you're left alone with only the memory...and your morning wood.