Shower

I was in a French campsite, 15 years ago. The shower block, which is communal usually got busy @ 8am. I got in there one morning at 7am to find the place empty. I went straight to a stall and began to shower. I then heard the door next to me close and the water went on in the shower in the next cubicle. There was a small gap at floor level between each shower cubicle. It wasn’t enough to see anything (I had tried before), so I continued showering. It could have been a man or woman in there. After a few minutes I noticed a foot occasionally appearing in the wall gap. It was a foot with painted toe nails! Obviously a girl in the shower next to me. I decided to let my own foot ‘wander’ under the wall occasionally also. After a few minutes the girls foot sensuously stroked along my foot. That sent blood rushing to my cock. I stroked her foot back and soon we were into full on caressing of each other’s foot under the shower wall. Not a word was spoken. The water still ran in the showers. As we entwined our toes I could clearly hear the moans and gentle intakes of breath on the other side of the shower wall. The girl was obviously pleasuring herself as I also stroked my hard cock. The excitement of this didn’t last long for me as I came copiously with a loud moan and sigh. The girl also came soon after me. I hurried to get dried off and dressed as I wanted to meet this mysterious girl however her shower shut off, the door opened and I heard the thongs flapping on the tiled floor outside before I could pull up my shorts. She was gone! I took more showers in that campsite than I ever did in my life but the experience was never repeated.