Brrr, Is it cold here or what!!!?

[MBS1969]

Name - Geoff Sands
Age - 31

Description - Geoff stands 5ft 8 with a well toned and tanned body. He has jet black hair and a youthful face and is dressed totally inappropriately for his current location.

Location - The international arrivals lounge of Geneva International airport.

Time - Early January 2003, mid morning after a twelve hour flight from Bermuda.

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"Oh my god, it's cold here"

These were my first words as I stepped off the plane in Switzerland. Some new years resolutions were meant to be kept and some were meant to be ignored. I was started to realize this was one of the ones to ignore.

It had been midnight in Raoul's bar, Nassau, Bermuda. The girl I was with put me on the spot.

"What's your new year's resolution Geoff"

I should have said, stop drinking! That would have been a good one, yeah stop drinking you drunken idiot. But no, no that was too easy.

"Erm, I dunno Carrie. I'm totally fed up of life here, maybe I should go to the airport and book on the first flight I see."

And that was my new years resolution, of course blabbermouth Carrie told everyone I was off. After that I couldn't really back down. Within days I had agreed to let Alan have my apartment, sold my car and was stood with a group of wellwishers at the airport.

The first flight? Geneva? Why on earth couldn't I have caught the hourly shuttle to New York, the daily flight to Miami, the weekly flight to London? No, it just had to be the day of the monthly flight to Geneva and that just happened to be fifteen minutes before New York flight.

So here I am, I know no-one in Switzerland, I'm dressed in a short sleeved shirt and shorts with one small bag of everything I now own and I'm bloody freezing. I've nowhere to stay and what's more, that looks an awful lot like snow out there. What the hell have I got myself into.

There's three coaches and five taxi's out there, I wonder which one I should take.


OOC - So, I wonder if there is any Swiss Miss who might want to help this poor misguided individual. You don't have to be really Swiss, I know nothing of the country, just fancied a bit of fantasy skiing and apre skiing and the like.

 

[Guest]

(ooc) ~ Zoe Sherwood, from London England. An international fashion buyer for Harrods. Financially independent, hard worker and extreme player. Risk taker, on this cold Swiss night - meeting a handsome stranger and adventurer is the last thing on her mind - until.........

(IC) He looks so lost and - well - freezing. I watch from the warm
coach window as he walks along side looking up as he passes. My skis are safely stowed and I am looking forward to a week's good hard downhill. I

I wonder idly if he's a ski-er too. He doesn't look like anyone ready for the snowy slopes.


I watch him climb aboard the coach just infront of the driver and find a seat just behind me on the other side of the aisle. "Hmmm." I smile to myself.

 

[Guest]

Ooops ~ double post.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

Now out of the semi warm arrivals lounge I have discovered new depths of freezing cold. Walking past the various coaches I decide to carry on my incompetent odyssey and jump on the nearest coach there is. Thank goodness this coach has a heater, I can feel a warm draught shoot up my shorts and send thanks to the heavens.

Wandering casually down the aisle I notice the stares, open mouthed reactions to a man dressed for the beach. Blushing slightly I find a seat and try to bury myself into it. I look out of the window and see people scurrying by with ski's and snowboards, all well wrapped up in winter clothing. Thank goodness I've got my credit card, I'm gonna need some clothes and fast.

The coach's door closes and we begin to move off onto the snowy highway. I still do not have a clue where we are headed and I'm sure that the couple across the aisle are sniggering at me. Closing my eyes I hope that the coach will be going somewhere warm and friendly because I'm beginning to lose all my sense of adventure.

 

[Guest]

I had often been to Switzerland, both on business and for fun, but this resort was new to me and I looked forward to trying out new slopes and meeting new people.

The bus rumbled up the mountainside, taking the hair-pin turns slowly. Looking down the steep drop I could see the lights of the city falling away. It was odd looking down to see a jet taking off from the airport below.

As I twisted to try and see more outside my eye caught sight of the frozen stranger. He was hunched miserably in his seat, looking exhausted and beaten. His eyes are closed but his hands are clenched so I knew he wasn't asleep.

Suddenly I realise his eyes are open - and staring back at me. I am twisted right round in my seat and can't pretend to be doing anything other than looking at him....so, I smile.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

It's a good job I'm not travel sick, I think to myself as the bus lurches from side to side along the now winding road. We seemed to have been climbing for ever and I opened my eyes to look at the view. I'm met with the gaze of a young woman who's sat in the seat in front.

We stare at each other for a few seconds as my mind races with a thousand thoughts. I'm sure she can't be looking at me and decide that she must be looking at the view over my shoulder. But then she smiles!

It's hard to really tell what she looks like as she's well wrapped up against the cool air of the mountains. Her woolly hat totally covers her hair and she is dressed head to toe in sensible warm clothes. Oh! Of course that's what she's looking at, I forgot, the freak in the shorts.

I look back at her ruefully and hope that my grin isn't too pitiful. A little of my dejection though has disappeared as the old me studies the small part of her I can see. She is very pretty with lovely rosy cheeks and bright shining eyes. Why do some people look good in every situation?

The silence is deafening, so the adventurer in me decides to break it, at least to try to save my embarressment.

"Hi, you don't know where the beach is do you?"

 

[Guest]

Zoe Sherwood

I leaned forward to hear him more clearlly. Had he really said “beach’? That certainly would explain his clothes.

“How did you get so hopelessly off track?” I ask, “The nearest ocean beach is thousands of kilometres away.” Then, as an after thought. “You look very cold, can I offer you a sweater?”

I had an extra large sweater that had been my ex’s in my in-flight bag at my feet and thought it would fit his lanky frame. With out waiting for his answer I bent down, dug it out and tossed it across.

“Keep it. I don’t really know why I brought it.” I said as it landed in his lap. In fact, I had been sleeping in it at night, it still held my ex’s scent and made me feel less lonely.

I smiled to myself, a little sadly. Time to move on.

The coach slowed and I peered out to see the lights of the resort and hotels welcoming the latest group of skiers and holidaymakers.

I started to gather my gear up and, looking back at my ex’s sweater I asked. “Which hotel are you in?”

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

She asked me about my seemingly gigantic geographical error before offering me a large baggy sweater.

"It's a long story I'm afraid. I wouldn't want to bore you with the details but suffice to say I arrived here after a moment of madness."

I slipped the sweater on, grateful for the warmth which immediately surround my upper torso and arms.

"Thank's very much for this"

Her attention had been distracted for a minute though and I looked out of the window to see that we had arrived somewhere. I looked out keenly at a typical swiss village, covered in snow, twinkling lights everywhere and shops and restaurants with windows steamed up from the warmth inside.

The coach had stopped and I realised this was the end of the road. The girl had begun to gather her belongings and I began to wonder what to do next before she turned to me and asked about my hotel.

"Erm, I'm sort of playing it by ear, I've not got anything reserved yet."

As I spoke the words I thought how absurd they sounded.

"I suppose I better hope that there is room at the Inn."

I smiled at her ruefully before noticing how much she was struggling with all of her luggage.

"Can I give you a hand? My name's Geoff"

 

[Guest]

Zoe Sherwood

This man - so woefully unprepared for a Swiss ski resort - was also in for a nasty shock. He had no accommodation booked, something I had done in June and was lucky to find a spare double available in a reasonably good hotel. I was determined to get away and blow the cobwebs out of my mind so I bit the bullet and paid for the double.

As I fumbled with my bags the man bent to help, introducing himself.
"Nice to meet you Geoff." I said, but people were pushing to get off the coach so we shuffled along with them and our formal introduction was lost.
"I'm going to grab a taxi." I said as we stood on the tarmac by my bags. Geoff seemed to have none with him but I didn't mention that I noticed." Can I give you a ride to - where ever you're headed?"
"I might as well try the hotel you're in." He said picking up my bags as a taxi pulled up. "That's as likely a place as any." And we piled in to the warm cab.
"Hotel Edelweiss, s'il vous plait." I said to the driver and he was off through the snowy streets. In the distance you could see the lights of the ski slopes and the tiny figures of the diehard night skiers.

The hotel was all I had hoped, chalet style with several roaring log fires in the lobby alone and, no doubt, one in each bedroom. The lobby hummed with après skiers discussing their day on the slopes.

At the desk I signed in and was given my room key. Geoff, however, was looking very crestfallen. "There's absolutely nothing available, any where. They even checked for available billets. Nothing."

I looked at him so very out of place, his tanned legs still looked a bit blue and his shorts were only just visible below the bottom of Craig's bulky sweater. He looked lost, miserable and unhappy. I surprised myself by saying.
"Care for a roomie? Have a double room with one empty bed."

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

We shared a taxi which thankfully also had a fully functioning heater. I thought that finding a hotel room would be easy, I mean how hard could it be.

The Hotel Edelweiss look very comfortable and I was alread mentally sinking into a hot bath as I walked through the door. My bubble was soon burst though as not only did this hotel not have a room but the whole village appeared to be full.

The girl came up to me and she must have noticed my distressed appearance as she had a concerned look on her face. I explained how I would have to try the next village down the valley as there was no rooms available here or anywhere else.

She thought for a moment and almost without hesitation offered to share her own room with me. I was stunned but mightily relieved at her generous offer and gave her a big hug to thank her, much to her surprise.

"Sorry" I said with a grin, "You're a lifesaver, again!"

She grinned back and we headed up the stairs to find her room together. It was perfect, really big with two bedrooms and a really big lounge area right next to the roaring log fire.

"I can't thank you enough, I'm sorry I didn't even catch your name."

 

[Guest]

(OOC) A few more details about Zoe. She is 33, stands 5'5" in her stockings and she has long honey-blonde hair which, tonight, is tied back in a loose pony-tail. She has subjugated her relationships in favour of forwarding her career. She's had plenty of affairs but nothing stuck - so to speak. She pushes the envelope in her job and in her life generally.

(back IC)
"Oh dear! I'm so sorry. My name is Zoe, Zoe Caldwell." I held out my hand and he gripped it in his firmly. I always think a hand-shake is indicative of a character and his was strong, crushigly strong. I don't think I winced.

"My name is Geoff Sands." he said smiling. "Here on a whim. As you can see." He stepped back from me and did a slow turn. It gave me a chance to really take him in and what I saw was very pleasing.

His hair was glossy black, short and slightly wavy. He was very tanned and - as he stripped off Sean's sweater - I saw he was well built too.

I peeled off the layers of Winter clothing until I stood in the clothes I had picked for travelling comfort more than looks. I wore a form fitting lycra top over a knee length skirt, under that I wore thermal underwear but then, this man wasn't to know that.

We busied our selves choosing rooms, unpacking and exploring the hotel room. We discovered a well stocked mini-bar and I suggested we have a drink before dinner which would be in about half an hour.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

The room felt warm, or was it the company which was getting me hot under my non exsitant collar. She had removed several layers of clothes and under all the padding I could see she was a really good looking woman. I guessed she was in her late twenties and although her clothes could have been classed as conservative, she made them look great.

It didn't take long to unpack as I didn't have anything, I watched as she chose her room and then made myself comfortable in the second bedroom. We also found the mini bar very quickly, My second new years resolution disappeared as she suggested a drink. When in the Alps it's got to be Schnapps and I poured generous glasses of Peach Schnapps on ice for each of us.

We eased gently into each others company and I wondered what her story was. Here alone, with a double room in a village in the Swiss Alps. I gently pumped her for information, trying to see if there was likely to be a boyfriend turning up in the middle of the night. I hoped not because for one I didn't want to meet a burly six footer in the middle of the night, but secondly this girl was growing on me fast and I was hoping to get to know her much much better.

 

[Guest]

After a pause in the small talk, I said. "So, what brings you here so poorly prepared?"

He gave a grin. "I just took the first flight from Bermuda, it just happened to bring me here."

"Why the urgency? Is the Law after you?" A sudden pang of nervousness hit me. I had taken a risk inviting him to share these rooms. Supposing he was an escaped axe murderer.

"No, no." he laughed. "Nothing like that. It was a stupid New Year's resolution that I had to go through with or never live down. I was bored stiff, needed a change of scene."

"Well." I laughed. "You certainly got that! Do you have any warm clothes in that little bag" I nodded towards his over-night he'd been carrying.

"No, just beach things. Crazy, huh? What about you? Why the big suite for just one? How come an attractive woman like you is here alone.........or am I prying too much?"

"Not at all. I needed a break - like you. I just planned it better." I smiled at him. "We need to get you some arm clothes first thing tomorrow."

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

I shivered even in the warmth of the room and realised that I had not yet thawed out fully. Swigging back the schnapps and feeling the warmth of the drink trickle down my throat I suddenly realised how tired I was. It was the jet lag I thought to myself.

"Would you mind awfully if I hit the sack, I think all the travelling has worn me out." I said sheepishly hoping that she would not think me rude.

"No not at all, can I bring you back something to eat" she asked with a concerned smile.

"I don't think so, I'll be ravenous in the morning but I really need sleep now" I said, "Goodnight then Zoe, and thanks again for the room"

She smiled up at me and bid me a cheery "Nite nite" and I sauntered into my bedroom.

After sleeping soundly for god knows how long I suddenly awoke, shivering. I was still cold but now not as tired and the lack of bedtime clothing which was comfortable in Bermuda was none too wise in Switzerland. I checked the luminous hands of my watch and it was 2.30 in the morning. My mouth was dry and I got out of bed to get a glass of water.

Peeking out into the lounge I saw that the fire was still burning bright and decided to sit in front of it for a while to warm up. I sipped my water and suddenly noticed a light under Zoe's door, I hadn't noticed that before but as I couldn't hear any noise I turned back to the fire.

After a little while I stood to go back to bed, starting slightly as I noticed her light was now off but her door was now slightly ajar. I could have sworn it had been fully closed earlier, but losing all my nerve I scuttled naked back to my room and my bed and slept soundly until morning.

 

[Guest]

Zoe

After Geoff had gone to bed I went down to the bar, had a few drinks and a light meal and went back upstairs to the suite. No light shone from under his door so I assumed he was asleep.

I read for a while and then turned in myself. I must have slept for a few hours then woke with a start. It took me a while to get my bearings and figure out where I was.

That aching lonliness that often comes in the wee hours engulfed me and I turned on the bedside light for comfort.

I lay for a while then heard a soft noise in the next room. Curiosity got the better of me and I got out of bed, walked barefoot across the thick carpet and carefully opened my door.

Geoff was sitting hunched at the fire place. He was sillouetted against the glowing fireplace but appeared to be naked. I stood motionless for a minute or two then slide back in to my room. I was afraid to close the door completly incase it made a sound so I left it slightly ajar.

Shortly after I heard his bedroom door close softly. The encounter with the dark figure and my loneliness created a yearning in me and I started to fantasize about Geoff as I touched myself.

It wasn't long befoe I brought myself to climax, stifling any noises in case he should still be awake. Soon I fell back into a sound sleep.

The morning was bright and sunny and made me excited about the weeks ahead. I stretched and flung back the bedding, ready to take a shower and get started but then I remembered - I wasn't alone in he suite.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

The sunlight shone brightly against the dark curtains which covered my bedroom window. I felt fresh and invigourated and threw back the curtains to check out the world outside. It took me only seconds to realise that the hotel was in the centre of town and I was showing my whole naked body to the street. I pulled back quickly and chastised myself for being so indiscreet.

My thoughts turned to the night before and I wondered if Zoe had been awake in the night. I wondered if she had seen me in the firelight and I fantasized about what might have happened had she joined. Shaking all of these foolish thoughts from my mind I took a quick shower before perusing the contents of my small bag sadly.

Not one item of clothing in my bag was suitable for this place and I really didn't want to suffer the ridicule of wearing shorts around the village. I phoned room service and made up a story about my luggage going missing and thankfully the receptionist confirmed they had a lost property office with a few items of clothing that had been left by previous vistors. She confirmed that there was a pair of jeans in my size and within minutes I heard the knock on my door.

I rushed into the lounge area and opened the door, thanking the young porter profusely for being my saviour. I was relieved to find that the jeans had been washed and I slipped straight into them. Pulling on Zoe's sweater I was ready to face the world and wondered how long it would be before she joined me. I gazed out at the snowy scene outside, mountains rising into the sky all around and for the first time thought that this could be fun.

 

[Guest]

After an invigorating shower I wrapped my damp hair in a towel, put on the courtesy terry robe and made my way to the small galley kitchen.

I put on the coffee machine, coffee having been supplied and went back to get dressed. As I closed my door I heard a knock at the suite door. Geoff had managed to rustle up some warmer clothes - good initiative, I liked that.

I thought I'd take a day to settle in, get acclimatized. The ski-ing could wait. I chose a soft sweater and jeans and slipped them on over my bra and panties.

I could smell the coffee...............

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

The smell of coffee coming from the kitchen smelled great and I suddenly realised she was up and about after all.

And then there she was at her bedroom door, looking sensational dressed like me in a sweater and jeans. They looked so much better on her though and I inwardly caught my breath as I remembered I was sharing her apartment.

"Hi, did you have a good night?" I offered feebly

The sight of her in the cold light of day had made me a little tongue tied and I was a little embarassed now as I realised how tight these jeans really were. I hoped she couldn't see that a bulge had formed around my crotch.

"What are your plans for the day? I really must organise some clothes!" I said to her with my usual grin, trying to divert attention from my groin.

 

[Guest]

In the light of day I saw this man was really quite good-looking - dead on sexy actually.

He stood a little awkwardly - to be polite - as I entered and, after asking if I had slept well, asked what my plans were.

"Well, I usually take a day to rest and get accustomed to the place, but you should go clothes shopping." I smiled, nodding to the too-tight jeans he was wearing leaving very little to the imagination.

I saw him blush and shift uneasily, I was liking him more and more.

I poured a mug of fresh coffee and joined him at the table. "I need one or two things myself. We could explore the local shops together if you like."

The sun was streaming in the windows, the clear, pure kind of winter sun off snow. My heart leapt as I looked forward to spending time with this guy as we sat companionably at the little table.

 

[MBS1969]

"Sure, I'd like that" I said with a beaming smile.

I was grateful to slip my legs under the small table so that my crotch was hidden.

"I really do need some clothes, do you know I've never been skiing before so I might need a little help, if you have the time."

She seemed to be a really intelligent women but also full of fun as we traded small jokes and little flirty one liners. She said she'd be happy to show me the ropes and I joked that it would be fun for me to have her dress me up.

I was in a really good mood, the day was bright, the company great and what was more we didn't have a care in the world between us.

"So, you've pretty much seen my full wardrobe so far but what are you shopping for today?"

 

[Guest]

Zoe

Neither of us knew the shops in this place so we set of together, Geoff wrapped in Craig's sweater plus a thick scarf I loaned him. Those, together with the too-tight jeans, looked very good on him and I surrepticiously admired his ass.

The first place we entered was a ski supply shop and Geoff picked up a jacket and some ski pants. I stocked up on wax.

Next we found a cut-rate clothing outlet where he went wild picking up underwear, more jeans and shirts. I found a teddie I liked and a nice little evening dress. - who knew what direction this particular holiday would take.

"You hungry?" asked Geoff around mid-day. I was famished and said so. He grabbed my arm and nearly dragged me into a cafe.

Inside it was warm and steamy. Delicious smells greeted us as we settled at a table.

He looked pink and healthy, happier than he'd looked since we met. I felt a pang of attraction as I looked across at him studying the menu and had to look down at mine quickly as he looked up.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

After a couple of hours of shopping, which is about my limit, I dragged her off to a little cafe. For the first time in the last few days I was too warm and had to remove my newly purchased jacket. Fortunately my purchases were going to be delivered to the hotel for me and we were still travelling light. I stuck my head into the menu and realised that I was absolutely famished. I looked up to enthuse about the choice on the menu and saw her quickly avert her gaze. I smiled to myself and thought that maybe things were going to be a lot more interesting than I'd at first thought.

"Wow, what a great choice, we're spoilt here. What are you having? I can't decide."

To her credit she answered straight away, which was clever since she had only just looked at the menu for the first time. I shouted over the waiter and ordered food for both of us along with a bottle of champagne.

The booze arrived first and I poured glasses for each of us before proposing a toast.

"To us and our new home!"

She laughed and we drank to the hotel room. I admired her smiling face and white teeth grinning back at me. Her hair was a beautiful golden honey sort of colour and I wondered what she would look like with it out of her pony tail. My mind then got to work and I wondered what it would look like spread out over my pillow. My smirk must have been filthy as she questioned what I was thinking.

"Oh, erm, just thinking what I'd like to do tonight."

She looked at me curiously and I wondered how she would feel if she knew what was going on in my mind right now.

 

[Guest]

There was defnitely some kind of chemistry going on - but chemistry was never my best subject in school. I always felt it best to just watch what the reaction priduced and that's what I decided to do now.

Geoff was a charming and attractive shopping companion. Now he was proving to be a pleasant and attentive lunching companion. What - I wondered to myself - would he be like in the sack.

I shook myself, startled at the direction my thoughts had taken.

By the time our food arrived we had almost finished the champagne and we were both a bit giddy. We were touching more, grasping hands, play-smacking and laughing a lot.

After the meal we sat over coffee and made plans for the week to come. Geoff had gamely decided to come ski-ing with me and I promised to keep to the easiest slopes.

As we headed out into the cold once more Geoff gave me a quick, chaste kiss on the cheek. I turned and, made bold by the champagne, kissed him full on the mouth.

It was only a brief kiss but it was a turning point and we both knew something changed in that moment.

 

[MBS1969]

Geoff

I had rarely enjoyed such a pleasant meal and we were getting on like a house on fire. She took all my innuendos with just the right amount of innocence to show me that she knew exactly what I was getting and but not blatantly giving me the come on. It felt like a game of cat and mouse as we planned our week together.

I wasn't at all sure about skiing but I knew that at least with my inexperience I would have plenty of opportunities to grope her gorgeous ass and chest. I knew she would be expecting this from me and this seemed to heighten the sexual tension sparking between us. Upon leaving the coffee house I stole a kiss on her cheek on the pretence of thanking her for her help.

She caught me totally by surpise though when she turned and kissed me full on the lips. Her lips parted and just for an instance our tongues touched before she drew back and skipped down the street. The rules had become clear now and I pursued her with a big grin telling her that it wasn't right that she should take advantage of a poor lost soul like me.

She grinned and we linked up and headed back towards the hotel with a freedom that only new potential lovers have. We soon arrived back at the hotel and I suggested we hit the sauna to thaw us out a little. She eagerly agreed and before long we were both in our respective changing rooms, changing into out small hotel towels. Although the changing rooms were separate, the sauna was mixed and I found myself waiting her arrival keenly.

As it was still the middle of the day, the sauna was empty and my only companion was the steam. Suddenly I saw the door from the females changing room open and she entered through the smoke with the towel barely covering anything. She looked absolutely stunning in her little white towel and I was pleased to see her hair now cascading down her shoulders. She came right up to me and sat down playfully pointing out that we had the place to ourselves.

 

[Guest]

The heat and steam would feel so good after all our walking in the cold. My body was still adjusting to being on holiday and I eagerly anticipated an hour in the sauna with Geoff- who was great company not to mention true eye-candy.

I stripped down and used the towel supplied by the hotel to wrap myself as modestly as I could, it was small and barely adequate but I did my best.

I pulled the door open and was happy to see we had the place to ourselves. As I sat next to Geoff I pointed out that we were alone. We had been joking and touching one another minutes earlier, holding hands, linking arms, but now I felt shy and tongue tied.

For a bit we sat in silence with only the hiss of the steam to break the quiet then, simultaneously, we turned to eack other and said. "So....."

We both burst out laughing and I impulsively leaned in to kiss Geoff on the cheek. This time it was he who turned to accept a kiss on the lips, returning it with a gentle touch of his tongue.

Before I knew it we were in each others arms kissing deeply. We parted breathlessly and I felt the arousal I had for this man make itself felt between my tightly closed legs.

I couldn't help noticing a tent forming in Geoff's white towel and he made no attempt to hide it. The steam thickened and I felt the perspiration trickle down the valley between my breasts sensually.
In my mind I imagined the soft trail to be Geoff's fingers and I had to shake my head to bring myself back to reality.

We were sitting companiably, I was leaning lightly against Geoff and his arm rested over my shoulders. For a few minutes we said nothing then suddenly, the heat and humidity were too much and I felt faint.

"I think I've had enough. Geoff. I'll go take a shower and maybe lie down for a bit. You stay here." He looked concerned but I stood - a little unsteadily. As I did I lost my towel which fell to the wooden slats at my feet before I could grab it.

Red faced and mumbling apologies I bent to pick it up just as Goeff leant over. Our faces were so close for that instant - I totally naked and Geoff obviously aroused.

I grabbed the towel and didn't bother to re-wrap it. "Shower!" I smiled and left.