Wide eyed and amazed. Sonya just stood there not knowing what to think. Her boss literally told her to not work for a month and still get paid. All she did was work. Even the internet was just there to fill in the gaps before she went to bed to go back to work. She had no real talent, interests or hobbies. Work was her existence. Anxiety began to set in. What was she going to do? The towel was barely holding on her body. Sony was oblivious once again to her exposure.
Reluctantly, Marietta asked, "I thought you were going to get dressed? Are you sure you are ok? Who was that on the phone?"
Snapping out of her daze, Sonya looked down at her body once again feeling the breeze around her legs and ass. The rough coarse sandpaper towel had fallen further from her body and she felt more comfortable. "I'm pretty sure I'm ok," Sonya said half heatedly. A part of her didn't want to get dressed. Marietta walked out the bedroom. "I'll let you get dressed," she said trying to hide disappointment in her voice. She didn't want her best friend to know her secret yet.
Sonya felt different. It took her much longer than normal to put her clothes on. It's like her hands were moving slower than her thoughts. It was very apparent while touching fabric. Even looking at clothing was hard for her to focus on. She figured it must be side effects of her event yesterday or maybe the doctors injected her with something while she was in the hospital. She did wonder how she wound up sleeping on the floor last night or how she slept through her phone ringing multiple times. She decided to keep her phone close in case she had another incident.
She settled on a pair of panties, a sports bra, sweatpants and t shirt. For some reason, the fabric on her skin was not as comfortable as it used to be. She was going to put on a shirt, but she figured to just settle for the sports bra. Marietta had seen it all now; it won't hurt to show a little skin. Then a mischievous thought went through her mind. She could just go out there naked and not worry about clothes.
As if against her will, her nipples hardened and she felt a rush of arousal. She had never felt this before. This sudden physical response made her anxious and scared. In response to her fear, her body immediately ceased arousal. Sonya had regained control. She quickly dismissed those thoughts the best she could. She should not go naked in front of her friend on purpose after all. "No one wants to see me naked all the time," she thought.
Marietta went to the kitchen to get a soda. She still couldn't get the vision of naked Sonya out of her mind. She wanted to see her naked again. Looking over to her now dressed friend she asked, "Sonya, what was the phone call about?" She took note of the fact she was only wearing a sports bra up top. Being careful not to stare too long at her chest and perfect brown skin, Marietta willed herself to make eye contact. She was unbearably horny. She needed a new pair of panties.
"I have a whole month off from work. Mr. James wants me to take it easy before I come back to work since I've never taken vacation from my job," Sonya said.
"He's right, you should take care of yourself. Live a little!"
