Anna had been living with her best friend Holly since their first dorm in college. They had met in a dance class back when they were younger and when it came time for college, they both ended up at the local college. Anna had known Conor their whole life it seemed. They were neighbors and their parents were friends so they often had play dates. Those play dates changed to simply hanging out and the two developed a strong platonic friendship.
Anna was actually the one that introduced Conor to Holly. It was at Anna's birthday party that Conor found the petite brunette in the corner. They hit it off immediately with a shared interest in a couple TV shows. By the end of the night, they had exchanged numbers and the rest was history.
Though Anna genuinely loves them as a couple, she's had her own feelings to sort through. After dating many guys, Anna had begun to realize that Conor was about the best man she's ever met. Sure he was just a 5'9" blond haired guy with an athletic physique, but he had a charm and care that always made her feel warm inside (and sometimes wet). She held back these feelings well though. Conor had never given her any hints so she was okay believing that he would be nothing more than fantasy.
Anna had been in the shower for a few minutes when she heard Conor come home. He usually came home later and out of comfort and absent-mindedness, she had left the bathroom door open. She had been soaping her petite brown body and her long dark hair clung to her back. The thought of Conor crept into her mind as she heard him in the living room. A tingling sensation moved through her body, causing her small nipples to harden on her A cup tits. Before she could get her fingers down to her warm hairy pussy, she heard a voice.
"Oh, oops"
She looked up through the glass shower door to see Conor, embarrassed, holding a towel. They made eye contact for a longer moment than she expected. Out of instinct, she liked the shower water away from her lips. The feeling of being completely exposed in front of this crush made her feel hotter than ever.
Finally, Conor spoke.
"Sorry"
He turned and closed the door behind him. On the other side of the door, he felt his heart pounding. It wasn't that he had always had sexual thoughts about Anna, he had thought of her as someone so platonically for so long that it had never occurred to him that she could be sexy. The image of her petite 5'1" body filled his head as he went back to his room.
Meanwhile, Anna placed a hand on her pussy and came immediately to the thought of how he could have seen her just then.