Random Shower Thoughts Novels & Stories

She shook her head as she stepped into the shower. She made it quick, not wanting to stay hidden too long. As she washed, her hands gliding over her body, she closed her eyes and wondered what it would be like to be in the shower with Clint, his hands scrubbing her flesh. She could feel her nipples shriveling up in anticipation as her imagination saw him standing in the shower with her, his breath on her neck as his hands reached from behind and wrapped around her. As the heat between her legs began to boil, she took a deep breath and forced herself to turn the water off before her thoughts led to her running him out of hot water.

I closed the bathroom door behind me, leaning against it as I tried to steady my racing thoughts. After a couple of deep breaths, I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water envelop me. Each droplet felt like a gentle caress, but the soothing sensation did little to calm the storm within me. My mind raced through the events of the past days—the chaos, the pain, and the overwhelming fear.

I stand still, letting the water do its magic. The feeling is so sweet, but why do I feel like... no. I must be having one of those wild imaginations. I try to put my mind together and concentrate on the shower, but that feeling... that touch. The sparks. Ooh, my! It is so familiar. Am I hallucinating having a shower with him? I think him being just outside this door and lying on my bed is just not so good for my naughty brain.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Water starts running on his side. The sound makes my stomach tighten. My mind, traitorous as ever, supplies an image of his body under the spray. I imagine the shower water running down his broad shoulder muscles, his abs and chest. My pussy clenches. Goddess. No. Stop. I drag in a shaky breath and shake my head hard, trying to flush the thoughts away. Then I turn on my shower, the water cools the heat in my body. “It’s kind of funny though,” I blurt, “seeing you in the common shower.”

As she scrubbed her body clean, her mind went here and there. She thought a lot about today. Letting out a sigh, she dropped her hand and let the water from the shower just fall on her. She was tired of her thoughts. Yara believed she was cursed with her imagination. She was always thinking about the events of her day. Gone were the days when all she worried about was her mother, her school, and her small circle of friends. Now, she was tangled with Grayson, her worries had increased. Rather than feeling better under the shower, she felt all the same. Cara would tell her that whenever her family pissed her off she would go under the shower and all her negative thoughts would disappear. She w

I flash the toilet. Flash those thoughts off my mind.

“Usually, especially, in my case, epiphany happens to ne while I’m having coffee. I mean, I think of great ideas while I’m drinking coffee. And I’m sure it happens to a lot of people, too.” “I think of great ideas while taking a shower,” Misha said and chuckled Soren glanced and smiled at her again, and Misha didn’t know why but that smiled appeared a little mischievous to her. Was the idea of her having shower just tickled his brain and now, he was imagining that she was taking a shower while completely naked. She wanted to grin. Was it Soren who had a dirty mind or was it her? “Is this your only business?” Maggie asked again.

All of a sudden, the idea of a shower seemed like the best he could possibly do, not after the horrid day at the office. Considering the day he'd just had, he couldn't bring himself to believe his eyes, maybe he was still hallucinating because he misses her. He stepped into the shower, and as the water ran down his spine, he let out a sigh of relief. He felt as though the water was rinsing out his mind, because his mind was gradually being emptied of thoughts. Just then, the door to the shower slid open, and there stood Sharon staring right at him. 'What is wrong with me? Why can't she get off my mind' He thought to himself, still not believing his wife was one standing by the door tied in h

All I wanted to do was relax and escape from the chaos of the day. I undressed and took a deep breath before stepping into the warm, soothing water of the shower. The sound of the running water and the steam enveloping my body helped me to relax. I closed my eyes and let the water wash away the stress of the day. As I stood there, I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was to have a warm shower to come home to even if I didn't have all the luxuries many other people had.

I couldn't tell if I was thinking or imagining things or seeing things at the moment, I couldn't just tell. Slowly and hesitantly, I trailed into the bathroom to have a cold shower. I never knew I needed a cold shower so badly until I took off the towel covering my body and turned on the shower. When the waters kissed my skin that was when I noticed it. After taking my time to have my beauty bath, I reached out for the towel humming a song to myself as I dried the water from my body. When my hand brushed on my breast as I cleaned my body with the towel I began to have silly thoughts.