Claire is a gorgeous, blonde, 26 year old, woman. She has a slim figure, petite boobs, and a pert butt.
Claire sat on the bench in the locker room and started taking off her sneakers. She had just finished her aerobics class and was headed for the showers. As Claire removed her shoes, followed by her socks, she was acutely aware of the odd mood she was in. All day Claire had been feeling a tingle, a sexual tingle. The combination of very little recent dating action and stress from work had left her craving release more than usual. Claire hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants and pulled them down, along with her panties, while standing up.
As soon as her thick, sandy blonde, bush was exposed her tingle increased. Claire was well aware of her exhibitionist streak and she always enjoyed communal locker rooms and showers. Claire wasn't a lesbian, not at all, but she still got a thrill being naked with all the other women. On this occasion her tingle was increasing the thrill. Claire made a subtle glance around her as she stepped out of her pants and underwear. There were lots of women in various states of undress. None of them were paying much attention to Claire but she still felt the familiar rush knowing she was exposed to them. Claire pulled her sports bra off over her head and immediately noticed her nipples, as hard a bullets. Now fully naked, Claire picked up her shower gel and headed to the shower. She walked, proudly, naked, noting each casual glance at her body.
There were five other women in the shower area. Claire went to one of the showerheads, turned it on, and started washing herself. The water was lovely running over her body. Claire's tingle was growing, she couldn't distract herself from the women that could see her showering. As usual, none of them paid her much attention but their mere presence was enough. Claire's hand moved down her body as she washed. She reached her bush and soaped it up. As she cleaned her pubic hair her fingers probed at her clit. Claire closed her eyes and gently rubbed her button.
Suddenly, Claire snapped her hand away as she realised what she was doing. Although her excitement from being naked was nothing new she had never actually masturbated in the showers before. Claire looked at the women around her to see if anyone had noticed her wandering fingers. Most apparently hadn't, except one. A middle-aged woman, a few showers down, gave Claire a knowing, sympathetic, smile, then carried on with her own shower. Claire blushed and silently cursed the odd tingle she was experiencing. The odd tingle, however, was growing. Claire tried to focus on just washing but she kept thinking about the woman who just saw her do something so intimate. She felt so silly, so embarrassed, so aroused.
