Chapter Four A Late-Night Shower
A Late-Night Shower
Melody could still smell Red on her, still feel his cock throbbing down her throat, as she staggered out of the men’s locker room. She needed to give Red a chance to make his escape, and she needed to clean up before she went home.
She was still dazed from deepthroating the old man and agreeing to meet him for a date the next day.
She looked over at the women’s locker room and decided she needed a shower.
His huge load of cum felt like it was sloshing around in her stomach with every step she took.
She stripped out of her workout clothes and was about to step into the tiled showers when she heard someone else entering the locker area.
She froze at the sight of Dorothy, the Fitness World employee who had warned Melody about Red lurking in the gym.
Dorothy was beautiful in a bland sort of way.
The kind of girl Melody saw in the lunchroom at Peach Valley High School twenty times over.
Light brunette, lightly tanned, brown eyes and some slight imperfection.
In Dorothy’s case, the imperfection was that her front teeth were a big, giving her a bunny rabbit look.
Still cute, with her hair back in a ponytail and her bright, yellow leotard showing off her toned thighs and great ass.
Melody wasn’t sure about her bust because she always wore a loose, black Fitness World sweatshirt over the top half of her leotard.
Melody was completely naked with only her shower tote to shield her from Dorothy’s appraising gaze. She seemed to catch herself looking at all of Melody’s curves and she quickly looked away again.
“I’m sorry, Miss Applebottom,” said Dorothy, averting her eyes. “I saw you leaving the men’s locker room and I’m pretty sure that creepy old man is hiding out in there, so I wanted to check on you to be sure you are alright. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, of course, I just walked into the men’s locker room by accident,” replied Melody, smiling in a way that she hoped was convincing.
“Right,” said Dorothy. “But did you… when you went in there, did you happen to run into that old guy? Did he give you any trouble?”
“I didn’t see any sign of him,” replied Melody. “Then again, once I saw the urinals in there, I realized I was in the wrong place. So I wasn’t exactly looking for him.” Melody noticed the towel tucked under Dorothy’s arm. “Were you going to take a shower?”
“Oh, uh, yeah, but I can wait until you’re done.”
“No need for that,” said Melody, opening her arms in a way that was both inviting and showed off her generous teenage curves. “There’s like ten showerheads in here. We can share. You know, for safety. In case the old man comes looking for us.”
“Uh, well,” Dorth glanced back at the door over her shoulder, “I guess you’re right. Safety in numbers?”
“Exactly,” said Melody.
Dorothy gave Melody a nervous smile, like maybe she thought she had pegged the wrong person as a predatory creep, and it was really the hot blonde she should be worried about.
But Dorothy put her towel on one of the locker room benches and she began to undress.
Melody leaned against the doorway into the showers and watched.
Dorothy had an amazing body hiding under that baggy sweatshirt.
Once she pulled it off, Melody could see her pert and perky breasts and her lean, toned physique.
When she shed the leotard Melody actually made a little sound of lust at the sight of those long, firm legs, the outline of Dorothy’s abs, and her perfect round ass.
Even her tight little pussy was shaved bare.
“Wow, you put your free membership to good use,” said Melody.
“Thanks,” said Dorothy, blushing deeply as she coyly admired Melody’s curvy yet fit body. “You’ve got… you’re… you workout a lot too.”
Melody giggled and beckoned Dorothy into the showers.
They washed and lathered side-by-side in two different showers.
Dorothy seemed almost to try to cover herself with soap and her roaming hands.
Beside her, Melody did the opposite, posing to show off as much as her body as possible.
Melody giggled each time she caught Dorothy watching as she fondled her breasts and plucked at her nipples.
The gym employee stole glances of Melody rubbing her cunny, spreading her plush ass, and even rubbing a finger against the pink ring of her asshole.
“Oh my god,” whispered Dorothy, seeing Melody so shamelessly toy with her ass.
“Mmmmm?” Melody looked back at Dorothy over her shoulder. “Sorry, it just feels so good when it’s all soapy like that. Mmmmmm. You should try it.”
“I don’t… that’s…”
“Sometimes I like to push the finger in,” said Melody, bending away from Dorothy and showing her the slippery pink hole as she pushed her finger past the clench.
Dorothy gasped as Melody slowly finger fucked her own ass.
Pushing the finger in and then out again.
It was such a raunchy, uninhibited, and lustful sight, that Dorothy became entranced.
She stared in quivering awe as Melody reach her other hand between her own legs to rub her clit and spread her folds.
When Melody arched her back and let out a soft moan that trembled from the tiles, Dorothy let out a cry of desire in response. That was all the encouragement that Melody needed. The curvy blonde suburban sex kitten stood and turned to Dorothy. She beckoned her to share the single showerhead.
Dorothy padded slowly towards her, crossing the distance between them as if she were in a daze and drawn by a rope around her waist.
“Oh, wow, you’re even hotter close up,” said Melody, stroking Dorothy’s glistening arms down to her hips as she admired Dorothy’s body. “Do you mind if I kiss you now?”
“No,” said Dorothy, so quickly that the answer seemed spring loaded.
Melody teased a soft, fleeting kiss to Dorothy’s lips. She pressed her body closer, letting her big tits squeeze against Dorothy’s smaller mounds. Melody kissed Dorothy again and this time let her lips linger. Dorothy’s mouth opened to her and invited Melody’s tongue.
“Mmmmmm,” moaned Melody, folding her arms around Dorothy and letting the kiss linger, deepen, and grow hotter. She pushed a leg between Dorothy’s thighs and let her toned leg collide with the heat of Dorothy’s pussy.
Dorothy sucked in a breath and thrust her hips forward, riding her cunny against Melody’s leg. She gasped softly against Melody’s lips.
Melody's fingers tangled in Dorothy's hair, tugging her head back to expose the trainer’s slender throat. She kissed Dorothy there, mouth open, tongue teasing as she moved lower and lower. Melody hummed with desire upon reaching Dorothy’s pert breasts.
Melody's tongue swirled around a stiff nipple, flicking it until it stiffened further under her ministrations.
“Ohhhhh… fuck… what are you doing to me?” gasped Dorothy.
“What do you think?” giggled Melody. “Sucking these perfect perky tits of yours.”
She fitted her mouth around one of Dorothy’s areolas and sucked quite hard, eliciting a cry from Dorothy that echoed from the shower tiles. The buff blonde cradled Melody’s head with one hand as Dorothy’s other hand eagerly but awkwardly explored Melody’s lathered curves.
“You’re so fucking hot,” moaned Dorothy. “Oh yessss… suck those tits. Ohhhhhh god I can’t believe I’m doing this. They would fire me in a split second.”
“Mmmmmm!” Melody sucked harder on Dorothy’s nipple and then popped her lips free. “Then we’d better not tell anyone about this.”
Lusty mischief danced in Melody’s eyes as she knelt in the shower, pressing kisses to the chiseled plane of Doorthy’s abdomen and then to the sides to tease her inner thighs. Moving closer and closer to the hot, shaved mound of Dorothy’s pussy.
“Ohhhhh yes, do it,” moaned Dorothy, her fingers tightening in Melody’s hair. “Ohhhhhh fuuuuck please taste me.”
Melody's tongue darted out to lap at Dorothy's slick entrance, savoring the sweet, tangy flavor of her arousal. Dorothy's legs trembled as Melody's mouth worked its magic, lapping and sucking at her pussy and exploring the warm, silky depths of her cunt.
"Oh god, yes... just like that," Dorothy whimpered, her free hand fisting in Melody's hair. “Your tongue is incredible… this is… ohhhh god this is so much better than when I hooked up with that girl after prom.”
Melody hummed her approval, doubling her efforts as she plunged her tongue deep into the hot, quivering vise of Dorothy's cunt.
Dorothy bucked and moaned and Melody's fingers joined her tongue, pumping in and out of Dorothy's clenching channel as she sucked firmly on the trainer's swollen clit. The wet slosh of those thrusting fingers and the hot, sloppy tonguing was loud enough to be heard over the sounds of the shower and Dorothy’s gasps and moans.
Dorothy's cries grew louder still, her hips jerking with growing urgency against Melody's face. Just as Melody was sure the toned blonde was about to cum, she eased her fingers from inside that hot, quivering honeypot. She popped her lips free from Dorothy’s clit, looking up and teasing it with a lash of her tongue.
“W-what are you doing?” gasped Dorothy, looking down with disappointment. “I was almost there. I was almost… my boyfriend hasn’t made me cum in over six months!”
“Mmmmm, that sucks,” giggled Melody. “But if you want to cum, you’re going to need to turn around, bend over, and show me that perfect ass of yours.”
“O-okay,” said Dorothy, seeming confused but willing to do anything to cross the finish line after all those months of being unsatisfied with her love life.
Melody stood as Dorothy turned slowly away to face the rush of water from the shower. The toned blonde leaned her arms against the wall and pushed the perfect, tan-lined peach of her butt towards Melody.