"Fuck... damn it," I thought. Sighing heavily as I closed my eyes, "Sure not a problem," I hissed, walking into the large stall, "Fuck yeah it's a problem," I thought to myself, watching as she turned the water on to the shower, pillars of hot steam shooting across the small enclosed room as she nodded for me to turn around.

I could hear her moving around from behind me, hear her slightly moan as she kicked off her bikini bottoms, tossing them towards, allowing them to land in the corner I was standing. I could smell the slight sent of her pussy, the moist dampness of her insides, quickly filling the small space around me, turning me on by the second, knowing that Savannah, the girl, the woman I've been gazing at for over the past five years was now naked behind me.

"Shit... damn it," I whimpered quietly, images of her hot, naked body feathered through my mind. I could see the streams of hot water streaming down her breasts, over the sharp curves and rounds of her stomach before curving, pooling between her hot wet pussy. I could see her damp blond mound, her slightly shaved trim as her long narrow fingers slowly slipped between her thighs, pressing across her hot, virgin slit, all the while my cock became stiffer, harder, longer with each passing breath.

"SO," Savannah purred her voice more sensual, hotter than I had ever heard before. "Huston, Have I ever told you that your one of the sexiest men I've ever seen?" she asked.

"Ah... no," I answered back, my voice a little shaky as I tried to remain composed. "I'm pretty sure I'd remember something like that." I said, taking in another deep breath of her feminine fragrance, allowing it to fill my lungs.

"Too sexy in fact." Savannah hissed, as I felt one of her hands pressing up against my back, sliding down the elastic band on my swim trunks before sweeping down across my bare ass, her hand pressing, cupping my firm, round cheeks into her palm.

"Fact is, Huston, you never knew this, but every year when we spend two weeks up here on the beach," she paused for a second, a moment the seemed like hours as I stood firm, my eyes never leaving the wall. "I've been letting you spy on me when I take a shower." She sighed deeply.

"And at night, when no one else is awake, I... I'd have to finger fuck myself just to get to sleep, thinking about you watching me in the shower," she said, purring loudly before pressing her soft, bare breasts against my naked back.