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All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age.
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Due to the water crisis in our neighborhood, our community had come up with an unique solution: Community Showers. This way each person had a fixed water quota.
I woke up early on Sunday morning so that there wouldn't be too much of waiting at the public shower stalls. When I reached, most of the stalls were empty. Being a fairly open community, the shower spaces were unisex.
I got into one of the empty stalls. The water was limited, so each person had approximately five minutes worth of water. I could here the shower running in the stall next to me. I quickly got to business and started removing my clothes.
I was 5'11 and average to look at. Although, my friends had told me that a few girls in high school had a crush on me. I was really shy so I never talked too much with girls.
Even before I could start my shower, there was a knock from the stall next to me. At first, I thought it must have been by accident but then I heard a female voice. I instantly recognized that voice! It was Brendan's mother.
Brendan was my classmate in school. He was from a rich background and lived with his mother. His dad wasn't around much since he was away on business trips.
Brendan's mom was one of the hottest milfs in school. A lot of guys fantasized about her. Even the girls in our high school were jealous of her perfect body.
I remember seeing her, when Brendan had invited us home on his birthday. She was 6" tall and had long, slender legs. She had cherry red hair with bangs. She was wearing a mini skirt with pantyhose. She had supple 34d breasts and a beatiful round ass. I was so struck by her beauty, I spent most of the party sneaking glances at her.
That's when I was brought back to reality by the voice from the stall next to me.
"Hey, I have ran out of water, would you mind if I came over to your stall? I just need to rinse my hair." Realizing the opportunity of a lifetime, I said yes and scrambled to wrap my towel around my waist.
I proceeded to unlock the door and stood back, waiting for her to come in. I half thought this whole thing had been some kind of dream but then Mrs. Shane (Brendan's Mom) opened the door and walked in. She had wrapped a towel around her body, but it wasn't enough to hide the curves of her boobs and ass.
Her cherry red hair was wet and sticking to her face. There were soap suds all over her hair.