Trisha
Encounter in the shower with your mothers best friend.
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The steam from the hot water fogged up the mirror as reached for his towel. He'd been so lost in thought he hadn't heard anyone enter the bathroom behind him. That's why he didn't notice until too late - the sudden gasp from across the room.
Oh my god,came the shocked voice.
I'm so sorry!He spun around, nearly slipping on the wet tiles. His eyes went wide at the sight before him. It was Trisha, her mom's best friend...and she wasn't wearing much more than he was. A silk robe clung to her curves, gaping open slightly where it had caught on the doorknob. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she quickly turned away, clutching the robe tighter.
I didn't know anyone was here!Trisha sputtered, grabbing his towel to cover herself "