Shower Sec Novels & Stories

I did a quick sweep of the vanity with my eyes and closed every compartment I had opened in search of the paste. I walked to the shower and opened the glass door. I walked in and moved to the built in floor to ceiling cabinet, they held different bath products, my skin care, conditioners and shampoo. The frameless glass door had closed behind me, leaving Min outside the shower to stare at our luxurious shower, it had white marble tiles and a bench for convenience. "Are you not going to help me search?" I asked Min as I went through each shelf, I was doing a quick sweep wit my eyes because I didn't want to misplace anything and come back to arrange it.

he asked. I hesitated for a moment, feeling a hint of apprehension flutter in my stomach. "Um, sure, James. I'll give it a shot," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. I grabbed a ladder and gingerly climbed up, clutching tightly onto my small bucket filled with soapy water and a sponge.

Suzanne whispered as she continued her inspection. A rainfall shower, the size of a small car, stood encased in glass, promising a deluge of warm, invigorating water. A discreetly placed control panel allowed for adjustments in temperature, pressure, and even aromatherapy infusions. Soft, plush towels, monogrammed with the owner's initials in silver thread, were neatly stacked on a heated rack. A small, waterproof screen, embedded in the wall, displayed a constantly changing stream of abstract art, a silent companion to the bathing experience.

I said to no one as I closed the bathroom door behind me. I was nervous to take a shower in that glass shower room or whatever it's called. It was someone is watching me or something. There are no jinn or spirits in here right? That's what I kept thinking. Actually, it took me atleast 10 mins to figure out the functioning of the shower. ###

“Better?” “Much,” he said, stripping off his briefs. He stepped inside the shower with her right behind him. His huge shower was the size of a small closet, with dark blue tiles and a series of jets on the side and his favorite feature, the rain showerhead. One hadn’t been enough, and he’d had a contractor install a couple, making sure he was always under the water. That was a feature proving to come in very handy now. “This is heavenly,” she murmured, turning her face up to the showerhead.

Doors open and close. Silence. I open my eyes and Sierra is standing over me, looking down at my crotch with an expression I can't read. "Shower closes in thirty minutes," she says, her voice still perfectly calm. "You should probably take care of that." Then she turns and walks away, her perfect ass swaying with each step. I lie on my mat for another full minute before I can trust myself to move. The men's showers are empty. Thank fucking God. I strip off my sweat-soaked clothes and step under the spray, cranking the temperature as hot as I can stand.

I entered his bathroom and was confused why his shower has a screen and multiple buttons. "The screen show the temperature of your water, the pressure of the water and you can also play music on the whole bathroom. It has also has a voice command feature." Wow. "You want the water warm?hot? What do you prefer precious?'' "I can use hot water?" I ask surprise. Greyson furrow his eyebrow. "In the shelter it was always cold water." I explained. "Then warm water then." "Do you want to play some music while you take a shower?" I shook my head. I don't even know any singers.

Perhaps he remodeled it recently, installing what appears to be state-of-the-art everything, including a quad showerhead, water spurted from all directions when I turned the faucet on. A slight chirping drew my attention to a panel in the shower with numbers on it, and I quickly realized it's temperature-controlled. I pushed the up arrow, until it blinked red, indicating a warning for the water being too hot. I stepped in anyway, not caring about the warning or the steam that rippled and filled the space. Tensed, I went through a few emotions one after another. Pain, pleasure, satisfaction. I closed my eyes, and fully submerged myself, the molten water cascaded

The bathroom was more like an extravagant suite, with two separate showers, two huge bathtubs and two stalls with porcelain toilets in them. The duo of showers, each enclosed in transparent glass, stood tall and elegant, promising the allure of a cleansing ritual under the steady cascade of water. The sleek surfaces of the showers gleamed, catching the soft light that played upon the intricate patterns adorning the walls. The patterns, reminiscent of ancient artistry, added an element of mystique to the room.

(Kol POV) I went in to take a shower after working in the yard. "Hey babe, I'm going to take a shower. How do I take this thing off?" "You can wear it in the shower. Water won't hurt it." I stepped into the shower and started washing my hair. I ran some shampoo around my cock ring. It had become like a permanent fixture. I started getting excited. There was something about the warm water, the soap and that constant tug. Katerina walked into the bathroom and glanced at me in the shower.