It was a hot, muggy night. The weather man predicted a thunderstorm, but Alyssa had a couple of deliveries that had to be made before she could head home. After the day she had, that's all she wanted to do. She looked at her list: 4 dozen cupcakes to the Baker's; Foster wedding cake to Bethel Chapel; retirement cake to North Side Firehouse. She went through the addresses and figured out what the best route would be to get her home the quickest. Chapel first, Fire Station last, it was only about 5 miles from her house. She loaded up her van, looked herself over in the mirror and realized she looked even more exhausted than she thought. "Great, this is what I want my customers to see..." she thought. She pulled out her bag and touched up what she could of her face and fixed her hair into a messy bun. Then off she went, dragging her feet the whole way.
She knew the chapel would be the most difficult with the size of the cake. Thankfully, the caterers were ready with a cart so it didn't take much on her part at all. One down......two down......."Hopefully this one will go just as quick," she said to herself as she climbed back into her van then a loud thunder rolled through the sky. "I really need to beat this storm home!"
She pulled up to the station just as the rain was starting to really fall. She threw on her rain coat and ran for the door.
"Can I help you?", she heard a deep voice say from somewhere around the corner. She walked further into the room and found a very well built man standing in what looked to be a stairway. Alyssa was a bit speechless looking at the man in front of her, tight shirt, shorts and flip flops.
"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I have a cake to deliver for a Capt Reilly's retirement. Is there any way that I can get someone to help me bring it in so hopefully it doesn't get wet?"
"I'll do you one better. How about I open our ambulance bay and you can just pull in?"
"That would be great!"
She watched as he turned to head towards the garage. He had a very nice tight ass to go with that chest. "Mmmm..." she thought! "And I look like this! Figures," and she headed back out into the now pouring rain.
Just as she reached her van, lightening flashed across the sky and she saw the lights flash all around her immediately followed by the loudest thunder she had ever heard. She pulled her van into the garage just in time for another lightening bolt to light up the night sky long enough for them to see the trees being swayed to the side by the hard winds.
"Looks like you may be stuck here with us for a bit. It's getting pretty bad out there," the fireman said.
"Oh no, I am so ready to be home.," she mumbled and then yet another lightening bolt, "but it does look that way. I still need to get this cake in so it doesn't melt in my van."
"No problem. How can I help? My name is Paul, by the way and yours....."
"Alyssa. I should have said that earlier, sorry. It's been a long day," she said with a smile.
He helped her carry the cake into the kitchen and offered her a drink.
"Thanks, but what I really want is a shower," she said without thinking. "I'm sorry, I know this is the safe thing to do. I'm just a little on edge in thunderstorms and I'm tired so that's not a good combination. I would love some water. Thank you Paul."
He grabbed her a bottle from the fridge. As he handed her the bottle, he smiled. "I can actually help you with the shower to, if you don't mind waiting for me to shuffle some guys out. We actually all just got back and were showering up when I saw your van pull up."
"Oh. Well, how long do you think this is suppose to last?"
"Last report we got said it could be after midnight before it settles down," he said with a little too much enjoyment in his tone.
"Sure then. Why not. I'm sure you all would very much appreciate me not smelling sickening sweet if you're stuck with me. I'll just grab my bag from my van while I'm waiting."
So many things were running through Alyssa's head right now that she was almost dizzy! "What the hell! Is this happening!" she kept thinking. "This has got to be some kind of dream. I am seriously not stuck in fire station. Not to mention about to be naked in this fire station..." She suddenly realized that she was actually saying this out loud. She looked around to see if anyone had heard when she saw 2 more equally stunning men enter the kitchen. "Oh God, please don't let them have heard that!"
Alyssa grabbed her bag and looked herself over in the rearview mirror really quick. "Here goes," she said to herself. She walked back into the living area where Paul was waiting with a towel.
"I'll show you where the shower is," Paul said with a nod of his head. She followed him up the stairs to the dorm area and then into a large bathroom ending in shower. A big.....open......shower. A locker room shower. Her stomach turned as she felt her cheeks flush with blood. Paul looked at her and grinned, "don't worry, I'll be right out there making sure no one comes in. I still need my shower after all!" He winked, handed her the towel and walked out of the bathroom.
Alyssa watched as Paul walked away from her. She couldn't help but think "Damn, you really don't have to go" as his tight ass shifted with each step. She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Get a grip, Alyssa! This is NOT a fantasy. Stuff like that just doesn't happen!" and she exhaled deeply. She slipped off her shoes first, then slowly took her clothes off and laid them over a bench outside the showers next to her towel.. Paul also gave her some soap and shampoo that she was very grateful for at the moment. She turned on the shower closest to her and let the water warm before edging in. Awww....that was exactly what she needed! The hot water ran down her tired body; the steady stream of water beat down on her muscles. She reached her hand up and started to rub her neck under the hot water. Ohhhhhhh....she started to melt under the exhalation of the day. Paul had no idea what he had just given her! Mmmm., and if he came back in here, maybe she'd just show him..."Alyssa! No!" she exclaimed aloud, maybe a little too loud.
"You ok? I thought I heard...", Paul called out from the door.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. Just talking to myself I guess."
