Chapter 5: In The Shower

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The next day, Billy headed out to the fields. I waited by the clinic door all day, but I never caught a glimpse of Melissa. I couldn't tell if she was mad and avoiding me, or if Billy had found out about what happened and she didn't dare show her face. By dusk, with Billy still not back, my patience snapped. I slipped over to his house. The door was ajar. I leaned in and listened. No voices, no movement. My heart was pounding. It felt like I was up to no good. I slapped myself. I was only going to apologize to Melissa. Why did I feel guilty? With that, I went in. When I got to the bathroom, I froze. Melissa was in the shower. Water hissed. I heard soft, breathy moans, each one taking hold of me. I was rooted to the spot. Through the door, I could make out a lithe silhouette. Melissa had to be using the sex toy from that package the other day. There was a narrow crack beside the bathroom door. I bent and peered through it. The sight of her bare skin sent a jolt through me, and heat shot straight to my groin. Steam clouded the bathroom, turning everything hazy. Melissa's gorgeous face was lit with pleasure. As her hand worked faster, she came, her face going slack and blissed out. My gut lurched. Heat flooded my face. My fingers found the sex toy in my pocket, the one I had taken from Melissa. It still had that faint, feminine scent that sent me reeling. In my head I saw last night again, Melissa lying on my bed, my fingers slipping inside her. I wanted to kick the bathroom door open, rush in, pull her soft body against me, and shove the sex toy back between her legs. The shower shut off. The soft moans faded. Melissa had finished. She still looked like she hadn't had enough, and she cupped and kneaded her breasts, trying to take the edge off. I was still lost in the fantasy. The urge to storm in only grew. Was she really that horny that even someone as strapping as Billy couldn't satisfy her? It wasn't even dark yet, and she was already getting herself off with the sex toy in the shower, the door wide open. Was she waiting for someone to look? Melissa's place was rural, and I was the only one living nearby. Was Melissa hoping I'd pin her down to fill those long, lonely nights? "Who's there?" Melissa's voice rang out, edged with panic. Her cry shattered my fantasy. I jerked, and the sex toy slipped from my hand and clattered to the floor. I moved to pick it up, but Melissa was coming out. I darted into the next room and pressed myself into a corner. From there, I could still see through a crack without being easily seen. Melissa came out in nothing but a bathrobe. Her long legs stepped onto the floor, and the robe couldn't hide the generous swell of her breasts, which bounced with each step. She spotted the sex toy on the floor and bent to pick it up, and as she leaned over, her chest filled my view. I forced myself not to stare. My eyes went to the sex toy in her hand. My chest tightened. That thing in her hand was proof I'd been outside her bathroom door, peeping at her in the shower. If Melissa demanded an explanation, what was I supposed to say?

Chapter 5: In The Shower

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