She's hanging out in her living room when her phone goes off. It's her friend, her lover whom she hasn't seen in months. He's in town and wants to hang out.
She invites him over. She's hanging out in her pjs, but she's not really concerned with that at this point. Not like her pjs are gonna stay on for long anyway. She goes outside and waits for him. It's dark and kinda chilly out, but she seriously does not care.
He pulls up, shuts off his car, gets out, and makes his way to the porch. She smiles at him. Not really surprised he remembered where she lives.
She says, "Hi."
He responds with a "hi." of his own.
She opens the door when he gets on the porch, she goes inside, waiting for him to come in before she shuts the door, and locks it behind him.
They're standing in the kitchen, still.....
She says without him asking, "They are asleep and if they wake up, they're gonna get a damn good show!"
His response, "Ah!"
She asks, "Are we just gonna stand in the kitchen or should we go to the living room?"
No response. She says, "Living room it is."
Now..... Two minutes later...
They're in the living room. He's sitting on the couch and she's curled up, facing him. He stares at the ceiling, trying to figure out what to do.
She watches him.
He's tall, thin, and has blonde hair. He's majorly gorgeous. Drop-dead sexy, even. She's shorter than he is, not so thin, and has dark hair.
And, not so hot, but it doesn't matter. He thinks she's beautiful anyway.
Now, he's looking at her. She smiles. She moves closer to him then she straddles him. She's wearing shorts, no panties and a thin white tank, no bra. He has too much on. She scoots back, grabs his shirt, pulls it up over his head, and tosses it on the back of the couch. She smiles at him.