Late Night Swim

She flipped her wet hair to the side to dry off. Water cascaded down her body in small streams as she climbed up out of the pool, the droplets shimmering on her skin. She grabbed a towel, her chest heaving up and down in her swimsuit.

She had needed a good workout. She was stressed at some of the changes happening at her job and, even though her work day was mentally exhausting, she needed a physical release after the day was over. Tonight, by the time midnight rolled around and she was still tossing and turning, she decided to give up and head to the gym.

Drying her hair off as she walked into the locker room, she paused in the doorway when she heard a mischievous female giggle echo off the tiles. In the women's locker room, that sound wasn't odd but the following male laugh that made her pause.