In the gym locker room, I caught a glimpse of a woman with a pixie haircut, her short hair damp and curling from a recent shower. She was wearing a skimpy bikini that left little to the imagination, her toned abs and curves on full display. I couldn’t help but stare as she towel-dried her hair, her bright blue eyes meeting mine for a moment before looking away.
I decided to take a shower myself, hoping to catch another glimpse of the pixie-cut beauty. As I stepped into the steamy shower room, I saw her at the other end, her bikini bottoms slung low on her hips. She turned on the water and closed her eyes, letting it run down her body. I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer, and I approached her slowly.
“Mind if I join you?” I asked, my voice low and husky.
She opened her eyes and looked at me, a small smile playing on her lips. “Sure, there’s plenty of room.”
I stepped into the shower next to her, our bodies close but not touching. I couldn’t help but notice how her wet hair clung to her head, framing her face in a way that made her even more beautiful. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, my fingers lingering on her cheek for a moment.
She looked up at me, her eyes shining with desire. “I’ve been watching you,” she said, her voice soft. “You’ve got a nice body.”
I couldn’t help but smile at the compliment. “You’re not so bad yourself,” I replied, my eyes taking in her curves and the way the water ran down her body.
We stood there for a moment, the tension between us palpable. And then, without warning, she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close as our tongues danced together.
She broke the kiss and looked at me, her eyes full of need. “I want you,” she whispered.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I reached down and slipped my fingers under the waistband of her bikini bottoms, tugging them down. She stepped out of them, her body bared to me. I couldn’t help but stare at her, my cock already rock-hard.
She reached down and wrapped her hand around my shaft, stroking it slowly. “You’re so big,” she murmured, her eyes full of desire.
I groaned as she continued to stroke me, my hips thrusting forward of their own accord. I reached down and slipped my fingers between her legs, finding her already wet and ready for me.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice full of need.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust forward, burying myself deep inside her. She gasped as I filled her, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Yes, oh yes,” she moaned, her hips meeting mine as I began to move.
We moved together, our bodies slick with water and sweat. I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
“I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Cum for me,” I urged, my hips thrusting faster and harder.
And then she was there, her body shuddering as she came hard around me. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I followed her over the edge, my own orgasm crashing over me like a wave.
We stood there for a moment, our bodies still connected, our breathing heavy. And then she pulled back and looked at me, her eyes shining with gratitude.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her hand reaching up to touch my cheek.
I smiled and leaned in to kiss her, my heart full of a warmth that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
“Anytime,” I replied, my hand reaching down to squeeze her ass.
And with that, we finished our showers and went our separate ways, our bodies sated and our hearts full.
