Implications

This was a little unexpected, Sarah thought.

The idea of stepping out onto the balcony had been such a part of her routine, she failed to take the distraction into account. So much for the reliable autonomy she'd entrusted her body to. Throw that betrayal on the pile.

The woman, her neighbor, seemed to have taken a moment to recover from her stunned amusement. No doubt she had seen Sarah before, and they had exchanged pleasantries from that same balcony, though not names. But her expression bore a childish curiosity that fit her face surprisingly well, and it was understandable, given the sight Sarah was providing.

The wind carried a chill with it, and Sarah's perky breasts were reacting with stiff nipples, her skin riddled with small bumps, her now tied brown hair letting loose strands wave in the breeze. She did notice her body was reacting to the wind only, not the moment of her exposure that seemed to be dragging on longer than what it ought to. The neighbor spoke up to interrupt the silence.

"Good morning?" her intrigue at the scene had all but faded into an intense sense of bemusement.

The inflection definitely lent more to a question than a greeting, but Sarah decided that any flustering or scrambling wouldn't fit with her image very well. Although this was unplanned, unexpected, unprecedented, she would do well to keep a calm head and not make the situation any worse. She will maintain decorum.

"A great morning" another pull from her cigarette gave her time to contemplate an escape from this situation.

"I could use some of those" The response came with a chuckle, and it set Sarah at ease. She's talking. She's laughing even. This is good, Sarah may dodge a report to the management yet. She's.. undressing.

The sound of movement drew her attention from her thoughts as she was exhaling a puff of smoke, and through the cloud, Sarah saw her neighbor pulling off the oversized, white shirt she was wearing this morning. Time seemed slow once more, Sarah's well trained eyes scoured the partially obscured image of this woman to create a fuller picture. She wasn't tall, but her smooth, tan legs led to a well-curved waist. Clearly she wasn't wearing any underwear under the shirt, allowing her ample breasts freedom as they sway from her movements. Her long, golden hair fall from the shirt before it's discarded, covering her slim shoulders and chest almost down to her navel before she tames the bundle of hair behind her with a band. Her eyes, an incredibly soft blue Sarah found herself dazed by for a second longer than her other features.

Sarah hadn't seen someone be this brazen before and it was her turn to be stunned by the sight of this woman, nude infront of her leaning over the railing, same as she was, and watching over the city.

"This feels good doesn't it?" Sarah passed her gaze back to the skyline as well, not aware she had intended to speak, nor what she had intended to say. The cigarette was disposed of into the ashtray next to her, mentally processing what was happening.

"It does." The voice came, warm, assuring. "I'm Selena, by the way"

"Sarah" came the response, "It's nice to finally exchange names."

This morning had been unexpected in many ways but Sarah had started to think this might be a dream. Surreal as the exchange was, she wasn't opposed to it. It was comfortable, pleasant. She liked Selena's spirit, but wondered how far that would extend. If it was a dream, she may indulge, if it wasn't..

Sarah took a seat on one of the chairs she had on her balcony, crossing her legs and easing herself into a comfortable position, as though she was performing just another interview. At least in this, her body was obediently returning to what was expected of it. "You seem.. comfortable, why is that?"

"I don't know, because you do? Couldn't let you be the only one to enjoy the crisp air, honestly I don't like clothes all that much, but I don't want to be the crazy naked lady on the balcony, you know? But if there's two of us then at least I'll not be arrested alone. Plus you gave me such a nice and unexpected view, I had to return the favor" Selena had playfully spun around after finishing her thought, showing off her assets. Sarah admired the candid way she spoke, unreserved, off the cuff. She was used to those she dealt with tensing, but her neighbor seemed to not be bothered in the least. It was refreshing.

"Like what you see?" Selena teased her, Sarah's mind having been too busy to pay attention to her fingers that had been lightly brushing along her thighs, on their way to be disobedient once more.

"I do" Sarah admitted, surprising herself but showing her well practiced poker face, folding both her hands over her still crossed legs. Taking stock of her body, she noticed the warmth had returned. From seeing Selena, or being seen by her, Sarah wasn't sure, but the want was there. All together she became aware of her senses, the cool air, the soft material of the seat, the lingering taste of her cigarette, the smell of perfume on the air. Was it hers? Her legs crossed over one another again, she noticed the moisture now, too.

"I wouldn't mind this being a regular thing, though I wish we started in Spring rather than Autumn. It reminds me of the retreat I went to with some friends a while back, though nobody seemed as alright with being naked as we are. I was a little disappointed by that, why go to a nudist resort if you're not intending to be nude? Thinking about it now, the sun was a little sharp that week, maybe they were more afraid of burning up?" Selena had no problem speaking, she was good at it, pleasantly so. She could keep it going as long as she'd like with very little input from Sarah, that was alright, her breathing made her breasts bounce, and her hips sway, her fingers catching stray hairs. She was something to behold, a sight to take in. Sarah hadn't seen her in this light until now, her break in routine, just this once, doing her a favor.

Catching her hand once more attempting to make its way between her legs, she grasped it with the other, more trusting one, interrupting Selena. "I have a slow morning ahead of me, so I may have some time to chat. Would you like to continue this inside?" This was a distasteful lie, her calendar was full, she had seen to it always being full. But this opportunity, dream or not, will be seized. The interns can scramble and plot amongst themselves on how to deal with the clients questioning her absence.

"I'd absolutely love to" Sarah wasn't prepared for an adamant response, and definitely not for Selena climbing over their balcony handrail.