In the dimly lit bathroom, the sound of water splashing against the tile floor echoed through the room. A tall, muscular man named Rajan stepped into the shower, closing the glass door behind him. The warm water cascaded down his chiseled chest and washboard abs, soothing his tired muscles.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure standing in the doorway. It was Priya, his neighbor from across the hall. She had long, dark hair that flowed down her back in loose waves, and her curves were accentuated by the wet white t-shirt and shorts she was wearing.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I saw the light on and I was wondering if you had any extra towels.”
Rajan couldn’t help but stare at the obvious outline of her nipples through the thin fabric of her t-shirt. He felt his cock begin to stir as he took in the sight of her cleavage.
“I think I have a towel you can use,” he said, his voice husky with desire. He reached out and took her hand, pulling her into the shower with him.
Priya gasped as the warm water hit her skin, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Rajan’s neck and kissed him deeply. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths.
Rajan’s hands began to wander, caressing Priya’s curves and cupping her breasts. She moaned as he pinched her nipples through the wet fabric, her body pressing against his.
He reached down and slipped his hand into her shorts, finding her pussy already wet with desire. She moaned as he began to rub her clit, her hips grinding against his hand.
“Fuck, Rajan,” she gasped. “I want you inside me.”
Rajan didn’t need any more encouragement. He lifted her up and pinned her against the shower wall, his cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. Rajan’s hips thrust deeply, each stroke eliciting a moan from Priya’s lips.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her nails digging into Rajan’s shoulders. “Harder, harder.”
Rajan obliged, fucking her harder and faster until they both reached their climax. He groaned as he came, filling her pussy with his cum.
They stayed there, wrapped in each other’s arms, for several minutes before finally pulling apart.
“I guess I’ll let myself out,” Priya said with a smile, grabbing the towel Rajan had offered her.
“I’ll walk you out,” he replied, his voice still husky with desire.
They stepped out of the shower, water droplets glistening on their skin. Rajan couldn’t help but stare at Priya’s cleavage one last time before she disappeared out the door.
He leaned back against the bathroom counter, his cock still semi-hard. He couldn’t wait to see her again.
