Romans & histoires Shower Thoughts Funny

I assured him as I left the office, waving to him with a shaking hand. When I got home I took the coldest shower I could stand, needing to cool my burning body down and get clean after such nasty thoughts literally spilling out of me. Thankfully, after my shower no one noticed how quiet I was being as I did my chores around the house. My mom didn't mind the silence as we both cooked up dinner for the night, as I helped prepare the vegetables and at the table my dad as ever did most of the talking so I got to sit there lost with my own thoughts. My exciting thoughts that were so exciting and filthy as well as shameful in equal measure. I just couldn't seem to block the naughty and exciting im

Floor to ceiling glass in the shape of a tube sits directly in the middle of the room, a bench runs around half of the inside with two showerheads at opposite sides and a little shower table sits next to the bench with bottles and soaps on it. "Well Annie did say that her aunt made her money in a scandalous way," James reminds me. "Maybe on of those ways was a little shower show." He nudges me as he grins, "we could make our own little videos." "Oh you'd like that wouldn't you?" I tease. "Another one of those male fantasies." "I wouldn't complain about it," he says. I glance at the shower, an idea forming. "Fine," I tell him as I walk towards it.

I did need to have a really hot shower. Removing my clothes with speed, I did not waste any time jumping into the shower in my large tiled bathroom, nor did I waste any time in scrubbing myself up and down. While I showered, I tried to keep back the intrusive thoughts that had been invading my mind ever since I had that argument with Dr Grey.

"Look at me. I'm probably looking a mess and thought I should jump in the shower and freshen up. Will you be here when I get out?" He looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes and for some reason I already knew what he was going to say. "How about you have some company in that shower. I promise I will behave myself." I literally laughed out loud. "You and I both know that nothing can ever be good when people shower together." I chuckled. "I think you're wrong. Lots of good come from that shared activity."

“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.

A minute later, I hear the shower kick on. Dirty thoughts immediately plague my mind. It would be so simple just to go in there, pull back the curtain, and beg him to fuck me against the wall, but the thoughts dissolve as quickly as they appeared. I should applaud myself for my self control the past two weeks...or maybe I should appreciate every time someone or something interrupted us.

My dick was on board, switching his approval of my dirty shower thoughts. “We are NOT, I repeat, we are not having sex in the shower. It is a small space, and it’s a bad idea.” Hana said. “Agree to disagree, but fine. No penetration. Fun can still be had without it.” I winked as I stepped into the shower behind her.

I eyed him, still skeptical, and then—suddenly—I cackled. Loud and unrestrained, the sound burst from my lips before I could stop it. Colton turned toward me, brows raised in question. “Really?” I asked, still laughing. “You meant a shower? Really? Nothing sexy?” He smirked, shaking his head as he reached for a bottle of shampoo. “It’s dangerous to do shit in the shower, darlin’.” I scoffed, still grinning. “Seriously? That’s your excuse?” Colton chuckled, rubbing shampoo into his hair. “That, and I actually like getting clean.”

“And…is that a shower? Should I hang up?” “Don’t even think about it. Tell me more, I want to know everything you’ve done.” “That’s creepy,” I joked. He chuckled, the sound low and tired. Suddenly, I'm not thinking about my day or what I did in it. I'm thinking about him. The image of him in the shower, naked, water trailing down his sculpted body was enough to send my brain into overdrive.

I soon thought about Ryan and the moments we had been out of town when we had it hot under the shower. The thought of Ryan going down on me made me so horny in the shower that I wished Ryan was right there with me. In the shower. I rubbed on my breast, with my eyes closed thinking hard about Ryan. I lowered my index down to my p**sy, as I felt different and weird doing what I did. I’m going crazy!!… I thought to myself. I shook the thoughts of Ryan off my head and then, I heard the door to the bathroom creak open.