Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do... because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now...
I racked my brain to try and figure out a polite way to say this. But then I realized something; I don't give a fuck! So here it is: I returned home from a day of shopping with a pressing urge to pee. Not exactly the type of thing you would shout from the rooftops. Then again, it is not as bad as if I had to... well, I assume you get the point. Anyhow, back to the story. So I felt like my bladder was about to explode. Rushing into the apartment, I chucked my things onto the counter and hurried to the bathroom. Normally, finding the door closed meant the bathroom was in use, but given my pressing need to use the facilities, I decided to throw caution to the wind. Reaching for the handle, I sighed as I felt it turn.
When I opened the door, I felt a gust of hot air flow forth, but I was too busy struggling to keep from wetting myself to notice. I hurried inside and was halfway through pulling down my shorts before I noticed a few things. First of all, I noticed the shower curtain was drawn. That, combined with the fact that the air was heavy with humidity and the sound of millions upon millions of water droplets hitting the bottom of the tub told me I was not alone. It was not until I noticed a silhouette I had no trouble recognizing as woman's through the translucent shower curtain that it all hit me; someone was taking a shower! My first instinct was to sneak back out before my presence was revealed, but that soon became impossible when I heard a voice.
"Is anyone there?" asked an all-too-familiar voice from behind the curtain. I immediately recognized it as my roommate's and realized something; there was no way in hell I could leave now! Not because I make it a habit of violating people's privacy, but because I could feel wave after wave of arousal wash over me at the thought of seeing my roommate naked. I had often wondered what she would look like clotheless, but given the fact that she had a boyfriend, I had never actually thought I would ever find out. But when I felt a powerful fantasy grow within me, I knew I was about to get to know my roommate in a much more intimate manner than ever before. I barely had time to think something along the lines of, "this is the worst possible time to have a fantasy," before reality faded, giving way to an identical fantasy world. Though visually identical, I knew full well that the laws of etiquette were quite different than in the real world. Because of this, I let go of all my worries and focused on the only thing that mattered; my arousal! Without a moment of hesitation, I reached out and pulled the shower curtain aside, revealing my roommate's naked body.
