A few minutes into my session there was a loud knock on the door to which I replied, “Who is it?”
“It’s me Sonali, I have to use the bathroom, can I come in?”
Having not cum yet, this interruption made me a little upset and I yelled back, “Can’t you go downstairs?” As the last words were coming out of my mouth I already knew the answer. The toilet downstairs was broken and didn’t flush, so that wasn’t an option.
Before Sonali could even reply to remind me I said, “Nevermind, I forgot that one is broken. Give me a second and I will be right out.” Instead of waiting though Sonali opened the door and came running into the bathroom.
“Sorry, I can’t wait, I really have to go,” she said. I then heard her lift the toilet seat and begin to pee.
“Wow, what do you have the bladder of a 3 year old?” I said, still sitting in the shower, behind the shower curtain, with my hand still holding my engorged member.
“No, I’ve been holding it until I finished the episode of the Quantico, so I’ve been holding it for like 30 minutes,” Sonali replied.
The sound of Sonali peeing wasn’t turning me on. However, knowing she was just on the other side of the curtain, with her pants around her ankles, her pussy exposed, and in a vulnerable state did excite me a little and I began to slowly stroke my dick.
“Well hurry up and finish and let me take my shower peacefully please,” I responded.
Then Sonali, sensing what was really going on with me inside the shower, straight up asked me, “Are you masturbating in there?”
I was caught, literally in the act. I probably could have lied (and should have) but I didn’t think it was anything to be afraid of, so I confidently replied yes. There was a moment of silence that was probably only 3-5 seconds, but it felt like a lifetime.
Sonali then asked, “What are you thinking about in there when you are stroking yourself?”
I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation but Sonali’s tone sounded like she really wanted to know, so I told her. “Well, seeing Priyanka bathing is what I was thinking about when I started.”
“When you started? What does that mean? Are you thinking of something else now?” Sonali inquired.
“As I knew she always stares at my body and appreciates my abs I was damn sure that Sonali is also interested in my manhood too. I replied “Yes, to be honest, now I am thinking about you, sitting on the other side of this curtain, with your neatly trimmed pussy exposed, and your pants around your ankles. And now I just had the thought of what type of panties do you have on, if you have any on to begin with,” I admitted rather boldly”.
“Wow!” Sonali said rather quietly. “Well to answer your question, I am wearing panties. They are called cheeky panties and they are pink and I love them because they fit so nicely over my ass cheeks. Oh, and since we are being honest, I should probably let you know that I’m now completely shaved, so there isn’t a single trace of hair on my pussy.”
“Well, that is all good to know,” I said as I started to stroke my cock a little harder inside the shower. “And in the name of honesty, I should let you know lately when I’m masturbating I sometimes think about that night you watched me fuck my friend Jenifer in my room while you rubbed your pussy by the door.