The direct approach might be best.

You slip back around the corner and peek into the shower. The blonde is leaning in the far corner of the stall, facing the water, with one hand on her breast and the other between her thighs. Water is coursing down her tanned skin, and her lips are parted as she breathes deeply. At first, her eyes are closed, but afteryou watch her for a few moments, her eyes flutter open, and she sees you.

Her eyes widen in surprise, but then she grins, a little embarrassed. "Sorry," she says. "Was I making too much noise?"

"Not at all," you tell her. "Actually, you were kind of turning me on a little. Is it okay if I join you?"

She hesitates, but you can see that you've got her interest. "We'll scandalize anyone else who comes by to use the shower."

"They'll just be jealous."

She grins again, wickedly. "Okay, then. Come on in. The water's fine."

You pull your hair back away from your face and step into the shower. The water really is fine: nice and hot, but not scalding. You let the surging water massage your back and trickle down over your hips and legs.

She stands in the corner, watching you with anticipation as you rinse yourself. Her hand at her crotch has paused, but the fingers of her other hand continue to tease her firm nipple.

You take a slow step towards her, put your hands on her hips, lean in close, and kiss her. You drink the water from her lips, and she moans, lifting her own hands to your shoulders.

You dip your head, nibbling her chin, then her throat, then her collarbone. She draws a breath, lifting her chin to give you better access. You continue to kiss down the slope of her chest, letting your lips trail over her breast until you find her nipple. You give her a flick with your tongue, then close your lips on her round nipple. She moans again, louder, arching her back toward you.

While you tease her nipple in your mouth, you shift one of your hands down between her thighs, down to her smooth lips, slick with more than just the water. She moves her feet apart to create a little more space between her thighs. You explore with your fingers, gently probing, nudging aside the folds of her pussy until you find the bump of her clit.

"Oh, god," she whispers, and her grip on your shoulders tightens.

You caress and soothe her clit, continuing to nibble and nuzzle at her breast. She squirms against you, sighing, gasping, pushing her hips toward your hand. You're starting to feel pretty dizzy yourself. A nice big four-poster bed would be just the thing right about now, with soft sheets and puffy pillows and plenty of room to stretch out and roll around.