Shower Nook Novels & Stories

I said to myself. I packed away the meagre belongings I had brought with me and set my laptop to charge. I didn't have the wi-fi password so there was no gaming for me for now. I tried out the fancy shower my folks had installed in the bathroom. It took me a good five minutes to figure out how to even turn the thing on. There was a touch screen panel on the wall just outside the shower and looked to be one the same inside the massive cubicle. I touched the screen and it lit up with a display. It looked to have saved settings in the system, so I touched one and the shower started up. Before long the entire shower cubicle was filled with steam.

The flooring is white and black mosaic tiles with black subway tiles around the bottom edge of the walls. It’s a large, comfortable space. The generous sized enclosed glass paneled shower featuring a mosaic tiled bench at one end was a major selling point when I first toured the apartment. Randy was there with me that day and as soon as we were out of earshot of the rental agent showing us around, he whispered in my ear several ideas of the naughty things we could do in a shower on a bench. Finished with washing and conditioning my long thick cinnamon hair, sitting on the bench, Randy stands on his knees between my thighs, taking his time while gently scrubbing my entire body and limbs with

She replied, trying to calm the woman down. Karen walked out the door and into the bathroom, her eyes immediately drawn to the mosaic tile floor that adorned the room. The body of the tub stood firmly in the corner, offering luxurious bathing comfort. Elegant shelves of delicately scented soaps and piles of fluffy towels added to the sense of luxury. At the far end of the room, a transparent screen unfurled to reveal an enchanting view of the outdoors.

Bookshelves lining one side of the wall filled with different books, There’s a massive mirror by the side of a well decorated dresser. My stomach rumbles again reminding me to hurry up and get down to dinner. Taking off my clothes, I walk into the bathroom. I’m in a glorious state of the art bathroom. Shower is enormous and has a frosted glass pane. It has four shower heads. By the sides is a bathtub made of marble, glistening like it had never been used. The intricate tile work laid out in black and white mosaics is stunning. I step into the luxurious shower leaving the bath tub for a later day.

Immediately, I strip, grateful to get these sweat-soaked clothes off me and my bra off to free the girls. I go to step in the bathroom, and holy shit, it's gorgeous. The shower is huge, as expected, but what takes my breath away is that one of the entire walls in the shower is a window. It's the equivalent of the night now, and the moon gleamed in the sky. It was huge and magnificent, giving off an ethereal silver and white glow that bounced off the black marble of the shower.

There was a deep circular porcelain Jacuzzi in the middle of it that was calling for me to step inside it. There was also a regular rectangular large tub by the side of the glass wall overlooking a breath taking view of Fairbanks. And of course the regular shower had to be majestic too. It was incased between glass walls and the fourth wall had all the nozzles, switches, and controls needed to make even a simple shower a more comfortable and memorable one. “Do you like the…. Suite?” he asked softly behind me. I gulped, composed my face, and turned towards him with a guarded expression.

The counter top is black and gray granite, with black his and hers black sinks. The toilet sits next to it. The entire back wall is a humongous shower with taps in the ceiling so that the water comes out like rain. The other wall has a big garden tub with jets. A closet sits in the corner for towels, washcloths, and basic bathroom necessities. Standing there I try to decide if I want to take a shower or a bath. ‘Just take a quick shower.’ Crescenda says, yawning. I shrug my shoulders and turn the tap on. Stripping off my clothes, I climb into the shower. The water feeling like rain on my body makes me sigh. Massaging shampoo into my hair, I lean my head back letting the water wash away the d

she demanded. "Who's Eddie?" Blake returned, picturing the smarmy suit guy. "No. Absolutely not. This is completely unacceptable. Besides," she breathed deeply, trying to regain her composure, "where is the shower?" "Well, some guests bathe in the lake." He took in her incredulous expression and continued. "On the other hand, we do have a solar shower. I'll show you." Shasta followed him down the other side of the cabin, to the place where the tiny bedroom jutting out from the main cabin made a little sheltered corner. A post was situated in the corner with a pulley rigged to the top.

Above the sink is a large mirror cabin with a subtle built-in light strip underneath, casting a soft glo onto the sink area. Behind the vanity, further into the room is a glass-enclosed shower with a frameless design. The shower area has darker grey tiles and a black rainfall-style showerhead mounted from the wall. Besides the shower is a freestanding oval bathtub that sits against the tiled wall. The tub is white with smooth, curved edges, contrasting softly with the angular lines of the room. Above the bathtub there is a recessed wall niche built into the tiles, holding a few neatly arranged bath products and decorative items. In the foreground on the right side, there is a modern, compact

I love that I have casino points where I can stay in some pretty nice rooms and the shower in our room is very spacious. It has a bench seat at one end and as you move towards the shower handles, we are surrounded by shower heads in the walls with a detachable shower head in the center. When we turn on the water, it feels like we are in a car wash except the water is gentle and warm.