It was a few weeks after the party where much had been revealed, and after which Brigitte had treated me to the most monstrous sex session of my life. The weeks since then had been a whirl of work, drinking and inevitably nudity.
Brigitte and I weren't exactly living together but in the weeks since we had officially become 'an item', I had been juggling an intense time-table of work in the lab, nights out with the boys and the new demands of Brigitte as my girlfriend. As she could easily see the window of my room from her room, it was very straightforward for her to make herself available to me at the instant that I returned home every evening. I was unused to these sorts of domestic demands, and found her arrival at strange times of day or night odd and unexpected.
One Wednesday, I had been working late in the lab, trying to complete the latest production for our group project, when I finally returned around midnight carrying a takeout from the local Chinese to sate my appetite. On my window came a rapid and somewhat desperate sounding hammering, the source of which I had little doubt, particularly as I heard her voice yelling 'Jack, Kitchen door. Now! Quick!'
I walked into the kitchen to let Brigitte in and shook my head as she stood there at the door. She was wearing a towelling dressing gown which gapped open at the front, as the belt was obviously missing. It was not clear what exactly she was wearing underneath but I could see it was lacy and brief. The lines of her breast were somewhat visible through the big gap that she was singularly failing to keep closed as she jiggled with the handle of the clearly locked door.
It was a chilly night and her face was a mixture of pleasure at seeing me, discomfort at the breeze blowing round her bare legs and embarrassment as the three guys sitting in a state of post beer intoxication leered at this heavenly visitation. One of the guys tottered over to the door and unlocked it as she hopped lightly up over the doorway, ran over to me and kissed me on the lips.
The three blokes continued to stare at us as if they had never seen a girl before in their lives.
'Alright gentlemen, you can go back to your slumbers now.' I commented, keen for them to ignore us. They seemed to twig that perhaps staring at your housemate's bird was not perfect protocol, particularly when she was in a state of semi-undress, and eventually they looked away. I showed her into my room, her bare feet leaving wet footmarks across the floor.
'You couldn't have perhaps have got dressed before barging into my kitchen?' I asked, once we were safely ensconced in my room with the door closed. While I was considering having a go at her, I couldn't help but feel aroused by their having been looking so obviously at her.
'Why?' She shot back challengingly.
'Well look at you.' I walked up to her and ran my fingers down her partially lace covered breasts that remained open for inspection. My cock was really hardening now at the anticipation of her body.
'Do you like it?' She smiled widely and slipped the gown further open to expose a brief white nightdress. It had thin straps over her shoulders, coming down to a lace top around her breasts. Her nipples were opaquely visible as two slightly darker patches covered by thin white triangles of satin. The body of the night gown was also satin, with lace panels going all down the sides to her thighs where it ended abruptly just below her pussy. It was clear that she was wearing nothing underneath as it was tight around her hips and there were no knicker-lines visible through the lace.
'I got it for you. Do you like it? Does it arouse you?' She asked as she slipped the dressing gown off completely.
The whole of the back was in fact lace I now saw as she did a gentle twirl. My suspicions of her wearing nothing under the nightdress were confirmed as the thin lace on her back exposed her body and lovely bum.
'Brigitte, the question is not whether it arouses me. Obviously it arouses me.' Even as I said it I could feel my cock hard against my trousers. 'The question is whether you want to arouse the boys next door at the same time. Let's be quite clear, they would be happy to see you walk around in as little lace as you want, but is that what you want?' I thought back to their watching her, and felt a wave of intoxication.
'Oh don't be a spoil-sport, it looks like they could do with a little innocent diversion.' She retorted, coming up to me and pressing herself into me as she kissed me again. 'Besides, I get a bit turned on by a bit of gentle exposure.' She forced her tongue into my mouth and kissed me very passionately.
'OK well, you can wait before any more of that.' I explained. 'I have to have something to eat.' I went to my Chinese food that was sitting neglected on my desk. 'Now I have to get a plate and stuff and eat it in here, I naively presume you don't want to go into the kitchen with me and let them ogle you more?' I wondered even then whether she might in fact follow me as I opened the door to my room and walked into the kitchen in search of eating irons.
Brigitte stood right in the middle of the room in her nightdress, defiantly daring me to expose her. I opened the door and left it open as I walked through and in to the kitchen. The guys glanced through at me, and then caught a glimpse of her turning her back to them, showing off her bum through her lace covered back. They all grinned at me, enjoying her showing off. I felt a ripple of excitement go through me, thinking about them checking her out.
When I went back into my bedroom, Brigitte was lying back on my bed, the hem of her nightdress even higher up her thighs than when she had standing, her legs just a little apart so I could just catch a glimpse of the little tidily trimmed hair between her legs. Her arms were up above her head, her breasts pulled high, and her nightdress pulled tight over them, a crescent of nipple visible through the lace.
'Well whenever you fancy fucking me, just let me know.' She observed dreamily, licking her lips.
'Do you want anything to eat?' I asked. 'I have roast duck, spicy pork and chow mein.' I piled my plate high as I was starving, having eaten nothing since lunch, stuffing some into my mouth.
She looked over at me, evidently disappointed that I would even consider eating food rather than her.
'Is it hot?' She asked.
'Not especially, I seem to have been somewhat delayed in consuming it.' I observed.
'Nah, not really hungry really.' She commented.
As I tucked into my dinner we chatted aimlessly, she told me about her on-going project on French nude painting and I described some of music that we had been making in the labs. I watched her right hand as it slowly moved down to her pussy, very gently started pressing into her clit through the thin satin covering. Her right hand also moved slowly up to gently rub her tits.
'Do you mind waiting until I have finished?' I asked as I felt my cock pulsing in frustration.
'You don't understand, I have been waiting for a shag all week, I could hardly concentrate when studying these naked women this afternoon, all I could do was think about how much I wanted you.' She replied seductively.
Her hand had discovered a greater confidence now and the satin around her mound had been dragged upwards, completely exposing her light brown pubes.
'I have an idea, come here. Bring your food.' She instructed me.
I stood obediently and walked over to her. She pulled herself forward and slipped the nightgown over her head, unbothered as she sat completely nude in front of me. She took the dressing gown and spread it over the bed behind her. She then took the plate of food and started to distribute various chunks of duck, pork and noodles over her breasts, tum and pubes.
'What the fuck?' I exclaimed, in no way finished with my dinner, and somewhat disturbed by the mess.
Brigitte threw the chop sticks in the bin nearby as she completed the distribution of the food across her naked form.
'Don't worry; you can eat it off me. No hands. Fun!' She instructed simply.
I looked down at her beautiful nude body, food scattered messily all over it, her eyes looking up at me encouraging me to come and eat off her.
I started at her mouth as she had carefully placed a tasty piece of duck on her lips. As I licked it off her, sucking the sauce from her lips, she kissed me back, biting a chunk off the duck as I pulled away.
