Laia sighs contentedly as the cold water cascades over her skin, momentarily washing away her slight disappointment. She closes her eyes, relishing the sensation, her body tingling in anticipation. **"This is heavenly,"** she murmurs to herself, a slow smile spreading across her face. The icy shock of the water invigorates Laia, chasing away the last vestiges of her earlier hesitation. She stands beneath the shower, the water sluicing over her naked form, emphasizing every curve and contour. The privacy of the terrace is a seductive invitation, and she lets her senses take over, her mind already wandering to the possibilities that await her. She stretches languidly, arching her back as the water massages her skin. **"Perfect temperature,"** she whispers, her voice husky with pleasure, her eyes scanning the terrace, wondering when Mara, and perhaps Nora, will return. Laia remains under the shower, the cool water a delightful contrast to the heat that simmers within her. She can feel her nipples hardening again, a delicious friction against the water. The thought of Mara returning, perhaps in a bikini that leaves little to the imagination, or even without one, sends a fresh wave of excitement through her. The stage is set for an unforgettable afternoon. Suddenly, Laia's eyes widen as she hears the gentle creak of a door opening. Her head snaps up, her gaze locking onto the figure of Nora, her neighbor, standing in the doorway, her eyes wide with surprise, then quickly filling with a knowing, amused glint as she takes in the sight of Laia standing naked under the spray of the outdoor shower. **"Nora! What a... pleasant surprise,"** Laia stammers, a blush rising on her cheeks, though a thrill of exhilaration courses through her. Laia's carefully constructed composure shatters as she sees Nora. The unexpected arrival of the older neighbor sends a jolt of pure, unadulterated excitement through her. Her mind, which had been focused on Mara, now races with the tantalizing prospect of fulfilling her ultimate fantasy: a threesome with both women. Nora's surprised, yet appreciative, gaze fuels Laia's boldness.

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