Shower Slut

I had been away for a few days, in a remote lodge with hot-tub, the latter offering the opportunity to relax, sit naked, in the dark, at night in the tub and be a little naughty during that time.

Having had a great time during those few days, on the final morning, ahead of tidying up, packing up and leaving by the check out time, I took a morning shower.

The shower was along one end of the bathroom, of a 'walk in' type including a sliding glazed door which allowed enough room to stand away from the cascading water to soap up etc.

At that opposing end, there was a slightly frosted window, which was large enough to go down to just below waist height.

There was a blind which could be dropped to cover the entire window frame, the window itself having an opening at the top to let fresh air in and hot air out, alongside the vent which was running when the bathroom light and/or shower was on.

The bathroom window was on the front of the lodge, considerably close to a curving, well-laid gravel road through the site. I had already pulled the blind up and had opened the window to let all the steam out, and was aware of some movement outside.

Cleaners were starting to do their rounds to prepare the properties for the next residents. Each lodge had its own parking bays, leaving the gravel road clear for traffic to be able to move freely.

Feeling quite slutty and exhibitionistic, I spent more time in front of the window, which, whilst frosted to offer a layer of privacy, would still offer enough of a shape, silhouette, colour and movement to anyone within close proximity to the window.

My movements were one of sexually provocative positions, bending over, sweeping my soaped hands across by body, on occasion, facing the window, and on others, turning around to face away from it.

Whilst I continued my shower, I was aware of activity outside the window.

Of all the places that one of the domestics could have parked, they did so directly outside the window, on the gravel road, and within just a few feet.

On hearing the car pull up, there was then no noises of a door opening or shutting coming from it. I took a brief look as far as I could see through the upper opened window, the blind having previously been pulled fully up.

The shower arguably took longer than it should have done as I continued to put on a show, the member of staff within the car, probably feigning doing some preparatory work or checking papers which dictated their duties whilst keeping a firm focus on the imagery through the car window.

Again, I turned around to face the window, or turned back, the outline of my behind more likely to be visible at close quarters than for someone standing further away.

Whilst in front of and facing the window and having finished my ablutions, I reached for the shaver and foam and proceeded to shave my nether regions back totally smooth, the arm movements probably seen through the window as being obvious to what was happening, despite the window being frosted.

I wasn't done yet though and having re-approached the shower jets, stepping briefly away from the window, into the corner of the cubicle, to rinse down, and having strategically placed a towel over the glazed shower screen, I stepped away once more, reached for the towel and began provocatively drying myself down, sometimes fully facing the window, sometimes facing away but still moving my body in an effort to continue the show.

Time was marching towards the scheduled check out time, and having thrown the towel on to the bathroom floor, I stood full-frontal to the window, then turned around, turning back again to reach to firstly peak briefly through then shut the window, indicating the end of the shower slut's show.

From inside, I could then see the outline of someone emerging from the car outside, and shutting the door behind them, the crunching of the gravel under foot getting more feint as they moved away, the member of staff likely about to continue or start their round.

I had no care as to who they were, male or female, but knew I had put on a show for them -- a show from a shower slut that they had sat and watched.

Whatever impact it had on their day, a few moments later, having dressed, and grabbed my things, I stepped out of the lodge, loaded the car, casting a brief but smug glance towards the now empty car, wondering who might be looking from a window of another lodge nearby, and made my way off site.