Weather Bound

Chapter Two

That morning, I woke up from a headache. I made a throaty sound and turned over, trying to snuggle back into the pillow. I'd been tossing and turning all night, wound up with anxiety and sexual tension. All I wanted was release and sleep so I laid there for a few minutes longer, but, was unable to doze off again.

When I finally cracked an eye open and looked at the clock, it read five fifty-six am, which meant no one would be up for at least another hour. I pushed the blankets back and sat up slowly, trying to fight off the dizzy feeling that came over me. I rubbed my eyes and stretched out like a cranky cat, a steaming hot shower was calling my name. If I go now, there will be hot water and I'll be alone. I hated the communal bathrooms.

Leaning over, I picked up the change of clothes I'd laid out the night before, then walked over to the door and opened it slowly. I made as little noise as possible as I stepped out into the hallway and shut it behind me then turning to the right. I passed spaced out tacky lamps that hung on the wall and doors that led to the idiots that were happily sleeping.

Lucky bastards.

I finally turned onto an additional hallway to my left and walked to the end of the corridor, coming to the familiar metal door that led to the bathroom. I squinted as the bright light hit my face, making my head pound and leaving me struggling to get my eyes to adjust as I walked through the small tile hall way before the room opened up.

To the right, sitting side by side and leading deeper into the room, were about ten shower stalls with built-in toilets and sinks and only a thin curtain for privacy. To the left were two single stalls specifically for the toilet, and next to them were small sinks that are accompanied by mirrors, which, were rusting around the edges. Straight in front of me, there are cupboards stuffed with shower necessities, we were to be as clean as possible and, I suppose, you could call it a locker room except there are no lockers.

I go to the cupboards to grab hair, body soap, a towel, and one of those one-use-only toothbrushes then walked to the back for the very last shower stall. I quickly sat my things down in the sink for a second so I could use both of my hands to close the curtain as tightly as possible. No one would be able to peek in without my knowledge.

Feeling somewhat hidden, I peeled away my light clothing and once I was nude, I walked over to the shower faucet to turn the water on as hot as it could go. I was hoping the steam would alleviate some of the tension that was spread throughout my body and watched for a second as the water hit the tile floor before running angled towards the circular drain in the middle of the stall.

I went ahead and placed the soap bottles on the ground near the shower and brushed my teeth at the sink, then felt first with my hand to make sure the water was warm before slowly sliding my body under. As it grew hotter, my shoulders began to relax and I tilted my head back, letting it run through my hair and down my body. I stood like that for a while, the water eating away at my exhausted body and taking my time, also enjoying the privacy.

When the pounding in my head ebbed, I bent to put some shampoo in my palm, but not needing all that much for my already thick hair, and messaged it into my scalp. I tilted my head back to let the water rinse it out and when the soap has left, my hands slid through and split it down the middle to drape it over my shoulders. I bent down for the conditioner, putting a good amount in my palms before working it into the ends. I didn't mind the feeling the tips of my hair made as it caressed my nipples, causing them to perk up. I rinsed it out the same way as before, letting the water do all the work then put my hands to my head and lightly massaging the temples. I rubbed at my tired eyes, rubbed my throat and then my neck- working out the knots there.

Keeping my eyes closed, my hands slowly drifted down to cup on of my heavy breasts, my nipples were swollen now with need. My thumb and pointer finger took one and rolled it softly between them while my other hand caressed the small space between my breasts, causing goosebumps to form and leaving a nice feeling as it traveled down. I took my hands away for a few seconds to put some body wash on my palms, trying to distract myself, trying to keep my hands busy.