Reconnecting with Nicole

On my way home from the library, I felt a number of people idly grab onto my boobs and butt as I walked past. Any other day, I would've been tempted to slap them away or go back and give those people a piece of my mind. However, now that I'd had a few hours to get into the mindset of this whole place, I knew that they were only meant as compliments.

It still felt weird on a certain level, though. Lingering feelings from my old life. Hopefully, before long, those would fade away, and I would truly be able to enjoy myself here.

Once I get back to my apartment and open up the door, I look around for Nicole. I felt a little bad for how I'd left things this morning, freaking out and running off without an explanation. Hopefully, I'd be able to make up for it somehow.

However, as I looked around, I didn't see any sign of her. Although I did hear the shower running from the hall bathroom.

Maybe I could use one, for myself... I thought as I closed the door behind me, walking up to the bathroom and knocking twice.

"Hey, Nicole!" I called out. "Did you do anything fun while I was gone?"

I waited a few seconds, and there was no response. But as I pressed my ear to the door, I could faintly hear the sounds of whimpering over the running water.

That's odd, I thought with a frown. I wasn't sure about the rules for privacy in this world, and I didn't want to scare her. However, I still cared deeply for Nicole and wanted to make sure she was ok. So I slowly turned the knob and cracked the door open to take a peek.

It took me a few seconds to see through the thick steam filling the room. I forgot, Nicole likes her showers hot. Once my eyes had adjusted, though, I was able to peer through the cloud and see the translucent curtain of our shower. Just past that, I could see a silhouette through the door, leaning against the shower wall. It was hard to make out any details, but judging by her shoulders, one hand was moving in a quick, repeating motion.

Hmm, I wonder what she could be doing in here... I chuckled to myself as I stepped fully into the bathroom. The warm steam cradled my body, beckoning me closer to the shower. Already, I could feel it dealing with some of the sweat I'd built up throughout the morning.

"Nicole, you alright in here?" I asked.

There was a quick cry in surprise as the silhouette jumped and slipped a little on the slick floor, but an arm reached out and steadied itself against the wall.

"Claire!" Nicole said, laughing slightly. "Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. Yeah, I'm fine. I was just taking a shower, and the hot water got me feeling soooooo good, you know?"

"Oh, I definitely know," I chuckled back. "Sorry for scaring you. I did call out for you twice, though."

"Ah, guess I must've been too into it."

As I stood in the bathroom, talking to Nicole through the shower door, I couldn't help but imagine her doing...that to herself. We'd both caught each other in the act a few times over the years, obviously. It was only natural, living with a roommate. We just never made a big deal about it, even if I did let my eyes linger once or twice. We just acted like it didn't happen and moved on with our days. However, now that I'd already gotten an up-close view of Nicole in all her glory, and she seemed comfortable talking about that particular act, I felt myself getting wet between the legs. And not just because of the steam.

"Hey, Nicole?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah?"

I hesitated for a moment. Even with all the sex and nudity I'd seen and experienced all morning, it still felt awkward knowing what I was about to ask. This wasn't just anyone, it was Nicole. I'd known her for years. We helped each other through some pretty dark times, be it break-ups or firings or what have you. I had even developed a bit of a crush on her recently. I didn't dare tell her, not wanting it to make our living situation awkward, but the feeling still remained. Even growing stronger as I learned more about her, and saw her in more intimate moments. It felt like I was back in high school, asking a classmate to the school dance.

"Does that shower...have room for two?"

I held my breath, waiting for her reaction. I didn't even know in my old life if she was into women, much less this new version of her. How would she react to me coming on to her like this?

After what felt like several minutes, Nicole's fingers wrapped around the curtain and pulled it to the side a few inches, allowing her face to peek out through the steam and smile at me.

"I think it'll be a tight fit...but that won't be an issue," she responded coyly, stepping back to make room for me.

I tried not to seem too eager as I stepped into the shower, again being confronted with a full frontal view of Nicole's amazing body. I may have stared just a little bit, now that I was comfortable being nude in front of her. Well, "comfortable" was a strong word. I was still nervous as all hell, since I'd fingered myself to this exact scenario on more than one occasion. But actually experiencing it for myself was a whole other thing, completely.

"You know, I'm actually glad you're in here," Nicole said, her expression softening as she took a small step towards me. "With how you were acting this morning...I was worried you'd grown to find me...repulsive."

That comment gave me pause. I figured it was a possibility that we had fooled around a bit, in this world, but apparently it was a bit more than that. To the point where Nicole put a lot of stock in what I, specifically, thought of her and her appearance.

"No, no, not at all," I whispered, placing both hands on her shoulders and rubbing gently. I had to **** myself to look into her eyes as I spoke, not wanting her to think I was objectifying her. Or maybe she would like that? "I could never find you repulsive, Nicole. Far from it. If I had a million women lined up in front of me, I would go straight for you, no hesitation. I was just...in kind of a weird headspace this morning. I had a...really weird dream, and needed some time to get my bearings. But just know that I'm feeling fine, now. More than fine, actually, I feel amazing now that I'm here, with you."

With each word I spoke, a smile spread wider and wider across Nicole's face. Once I was finished, she surprised me again by closing the distance between us and firmly pressing her lips to mine, our boobs mashed together and her arms now draping over my shoulder.

I had to take a moment to try and figure out what was going on. But, the thinking side of my brain quickly lost to the feeling side, and I wrapped my arms around Nicole's back and just allowed myself to enjoy this moment. This moment felt right, having her in my arms, kissing her deeply as the hot water washed away all the stress and sweat and dried cum I'd accumulated throughout the day. Right now, it was only her and me. Everything else was secondary.

Eventually, we both pulled back from the kiss, smiling at each other in silence for several seconds.

"She's back," Nicole whispered happily, giving me one more peck on the lips before leaving my embrace, leaving a cold spot where her body was despite the hot water of the shower. She then grabbed her loofa and squirted some body wash on it, rubbing it in until her hand is a ball of suds and walking back to me.

"I think it's time we get you all nice and clean..." she whispered, placing the loofa on my left boob and rubbing in circles that slowly got bigger. Even though I was fully capable of washing myself, I didn't dare say anything. The feeling of her hands on my body was wonderful, and I didn't want her to stop. Instead, I just nodded and let her do her work.