Once was a funny little experience. Twice was an annoyance. But it had happened three times, and rather than being upset, I needed to find a solution.
I live in a mixed gender dorm in college with men on the even floors and women on the odd floors. We have communal bathrooms on each floor, ten showers in row with concrete block walls and shower curtains providing the only barrier from every person entering the bathroom from seeing your cleansing routine. I lived on a floor with a bunch of athletes including members of the football team. Their favorite thing in the morning was to walk up to an occupied shower and grab one of their teammates through the curtain. It was funny every time I saw it happen to someone else. The scream, followed by the laughter, and then the genial swatting.
It is not quite as fun when it happens to you. I must have the same towel or shower caddy as someone on the team. Or maybe it had evolved into a game that you could play on anyone. As a person of average height and weight, it is pretty scary to have someone 6'5" and 300 lbs bear hug naked you through a shower curtain. I screamed like a girl. Ronnie apologized as I gathered my wits. I told him it was okay, and we both went about our business. I chalked it up to bad luck, or a mistake. Jamal, just a bit smaller than Ronnie but not much, got me two days later.
"Shit, man, I'm sorry! I thought you were someone else" Well, damn. Two times in a few days. A few days later, and it happened again. So I needed to do something about it. We had a seven floor dorm, and only the bottom five floors were being used this year. Sometimes they used the other two floors to house overnight campers when we were on holiday or other breaks, so I knew that those floors still had functioning showers. So my big plan was to just go up two floors from the 4th that I lived on to the unoccupied 6th. Pretty easy.
I'd been doing this for two or three weeks now. It was kinda nice to just have a whole shower room to myself. I definitely felt much better than having to think about the next time I was going to be tackled through a shower curtain by some monster. Anyways, I had gotten pretty comfortable doing this. I had even found that I don't need to wake up any earlier to find a spot. Previously there were times you would have to wait for a shower to open up, especially if it was before classes. I had gotten used to free reign and no waiting. That is probably the first cog in this mistake machine. I had cut it close getting to class a few times, sleeping in a bit because I knew I had a quick shower situation.
That morning, I made my second mistake. I woke up fifteen minutes after my alarm was set to go off. I was in a fog, rushing to gather my shower supplies, and I must have forgotten clothes. Usually I brought my shorts, underwear, and t-shirt with me to the shower with my toiletries and towels. In my haste I must have forgotten them. I had grabbed my towel, and it was hanging on the hook outside my shower. I didn't think it would matter much; I would just have to walk down the stairs with a towel around my waist. Not a big deal in college. I was showering quickly, supplies sitting on the small shower bench attached to the back wall of the shower stall. I had done this more than a dozen times, and never heard anything other than my own water.
Unfortunately, today was different. In the midst of soaping up my body, I heard the door creak open. Voices filtered in from the hallway.
"I can't believe there weren't any showers available. I'm so glad that we can come up here instead of waiting."
"Yeah, me too!"
I didn't know the voices other than they were distinctly female. My brain went into overdrive, thinking about what I should do and how much trouble I would be in. Truth be told, it was all panic. I panicked, and immediately shut off the shower. I also jumped quickly up onto the little bench, hoping that the females would not see my feet or hear the water and therefore not notice me in the shower. There was nothing I could do but wait. Hopefully there wouldn't be a scene. Best case, I sneak out. Maybe I could get out without being known.
The girls set into their quick routine. They brushed their teeth quickly, not making much sound other than a quick laugh exchange when the shorter of the two missed the sink with her spit. I couldn't tell much about the two from the back while looking through the small gap between the curtain and wall. The shorter one had medium length brown hair, hanging just below the top of her shoulders. She had a fairly athletic look; her shoulders tapered down into her waist but not so aggressively to make her look like a bodybuilder. Her ass showed obvious signs of working out that you only get from spending hours on a court or pitch. Her compact build was covered by a pair of boy shorts with some cheek hanging out and a thin cotton top with spaghetti straps.
Her friend was about four or five inches taller with dirty blond hair that drifted into the middle of her back. The taller of the two wore what looked like running shorts, and her body definitely looked like one of a long distance runner from behind. Her tanned legs seemed to contain the entire difference in height and then some. Her back was covered with a thin t-shirt, and her arms seemed to be proportional with her legs. I could see both of them slightly moving their arms left and right, which meant that they were still brushing their teeth. But I knew that they would be done soon, and they would probably be coming towards the showers. I also knew that if I could see them that they could do the same to me. So I moved a little bit more towards the center, taking them out of my vision and they out of mine.
I could barely hear but it sounded like they were done with brushing their teeth. There was some indistinguishable banter followed by the faint sound of rubber shoes sliding across the tile floor. The sound got gradually louder as the girls covered the nearly forty feet from the sinks to the showers. My heart was almost beating out of my chest. Closer and closer they got. It seemed to take forever.
"BRRRRRRIIIIINNNNGGGGG" The sound of the shower curtain sliding over the rod startled me. It sounded like it was two or three stalls down, which meant after my initial shock I was thrilled that they were a bit further away than my stall. Water started flowing, further putting my mind at ease. A second curtain moved. I was in the clear. I waited about thirty seconds and then slowly moved my own curtain to create as little noise as possible.
It must have been a combination of the nerves, the excitement, the fog from waking up late. But I still wasn't thinking clearly. As I finished opening the curtain and stepped out a lump in my throat dropped into my stomach. It was not two shower curtains. It was one shower curtain, twice. Opened and closed. And only one shower. In hindsight, it should have been pretty obvious. A shower curtain opens and then closes. Two people, two curtains, four sounds. Not two sounds; four sounds.
I heard two. And as I stepped out of my shower, reaching for my towel, I was staring straight at a brown haired beauty staring back at me. I gasped. She gasped. Not loud enough to make a scene for either of us. I was glad it was not a scream, but this was probably the next worse scenario. I grabbed my towel and quickly tried to cover my midsection. The brunette saw me in all my glory for a split second. I am in pretty good shape for someone who doesn't work out much. I don't have a six pack, but I look healthy and strong. My penis is six and a half inches long, but I am mostly a "show"-er. I keep it pretty trim down there. No one has ever given me a reason to believe I am not attractive
As I was scrambling to get my towel centered, I took in her beauty. A face of soft features, brown hair framing it as it hung just below her shoulders. Her cotton strapped shirt was not see-thru but I could tell she was not wearing a bra. She had fairly large breasts that appeared to be pretty perky. I could see the bottom part of her stomach including part of her belly button in the gap between her shirt and shorts. Her shorts were tight to her sculpted thighs. She looked strong and powerful, and in that moment, she had all the power.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't realize anyone else would be in here. I just needed a quick shower," I quickly and quietly said.
"Hey, it's okay. We don't own the place. I'm Elise. Sorry to catch you like that. You finished? You won't bother me, and I am sure Leah won't mind as long as you don't scare her," the brown haired beauty replied.
"Dayne. Nice to meet you. I am good for now, but are you sure you don't mind? I would like to be able to use this again. So much easier and peaceful!"
"Nah, we don't care. It's best if you don't tell anyone else though. If everyone knew about this it would be a zoo," she answered.
