Authors Forward: Chapter 2 ended with a goodnight kiss. Chapter 3 begins the next morning.
ALL CHARACTERS PORTRAYED ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER.
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I awoke to bright sunlight streaming in through the bedroom window, and the faint sounds of the washing machine running from out in the hallway.
I got out of bed, stretched sleepily, then stumbled to the door. Opening it, I saw Jenna, standing by the washer, sorting our clothes.
She was wearing a white halter top and a cute pair of nylon pink shorts. With her back to me, I could see her firm, young, rounded butt cheeks peeking cheerily out from the bottom.
She heard me behind her and turned to face me, smiling. She wasn't wearing a bra under her top. Her nipples stood out clearly beneath the sheer fabric.
"Good morning, sleepy head," she said happily. "The power's back on, obviously. I'm just now starting the laundry, then I can make some coffee and breakfast if you'd like."
Her face was bright and cheery. Apparently she was one of those annoying, spunky, morning people. But her happiness felt contagious, and I smiled despite my grogginess. "Coffee sounds great," I said, trying to stifle a yawn.
Her eyes glanced downwards and I saw a humorous twinkle in her eyes. "Oh, and good morning to you, too," she giggled, as if speaking to someone else.
I followed her gaze downwards and realized I was still completely naked. And of course I had morning wood.
"Shit, sorry, I forgot," I said, embarrassed. "Nothing I haven't seen before," she replied. It was becoming a running joke with her.
With my only clothes still in the washer, I turned back towards the bedroom to fetch the Snuggie I'd worn last night. Her voice stopped me short. "You can stay like that if you want, I don't mind," she said suggestively.
I turned back to her, giving her a quizzical look, but she'd already gone back to sorting the laundry. I shrugged, then moved past her towards the bathroom.
I was incredibly tempted to pat her cute little ass on my way by, but besides a few hugs and simple kisses, we weren't at the touching stage yet, so I kept my hands respectfully to myself.
It took several moments for my erection to wilt enough for me to finally be able to urinate, and while doing so, my mind revisited the events of last night.
Me, naked in the candlelight, masturbating after being sketched nude by my new, beautiful teen...friend? Acquaintance? What were we now, exactly?
I remembered vividly the sounds she'd made, bringing herself to orgasm as well, sitting across from me, obscured in the shadows. I recalled the quick but soft kiss goodnight she'd given me after.
And now she's telling me it's perfectly OK to walk around naked in front of her.
"What exactly IS this?" I wondered to myself. It was too deep a question to contemplate further without coffee. So instead I finished peeing, making sure I cleaned the tip dry afterwards, since I was to remain naked.
I still had a semi when I finally came out of the bathroom to the smell of freshly brewing java.
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Jenna was in the kitchen, humming merrily to herself. She broke into a smile when she saw me. I noticed her give a quick glance downwards and a little sparkle lit her eyes. Apparently she was happy I'd taken her suggestion and remained naked.
"Coffee's almost done. Hope you like eggs and bacon, it's what I've got," she said in a cheery voice that made my heart flutter. Don't fall in love with her I told myself, before answering, "Sounds perfect, thank you."
I was about to sit down at the small kitchen table when I had a sudden thought. Spinning on my heels, I went back to the bedroom and retrieved the Snuggie.
When she saw me come back with it in my hand, I thought I saw a slight frown. I explained, "Something to sit on. I still feel awkward about sitting on your furniture naked." She nodded, her cheerful look returning, then went back to cooking breakfast.
While I waited, I contemplated just how strange yet magical this was. Here I was, sitting completely nude while a beautiful young woman cooked me breakfast. The fact that she wasn't even looking at me didn't change how exposed I felt, nor diminish my excitement. Sure, I'd been naked around past lovers in casual situations before, but this was different. Jenna wasn't a lover. We were still strangers who barely knew each other. Yet we were behaving like long time casual friends. Only most friends don't occasionally masturbate in front of each other.
Jenna's behavior confused me. On one hand, she'd not just consented to, but openly encouraged what happened last night. Then afterwards she didn't want to discuss it at all. Now this morning she again encouraged my nudity, and I couldn't help but feel she was enjoying it as much as I was. Whatever reservations she'd had after our arrangement a few months ago had concluded seemed to be gone, but I was still confused about exactly what was happening, and where, if anywhere, this might go from here.
I was still pondering all this when Jenna came over and poured me a cup of the wonderfully aromatic coffee.
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We'd finished our food, and I was working on my second cup of coffee, when I finally worked up the nerve to say what was on my mind. "So, Jenna, can we talk about last night?" I asked carefully.
She sighed, exasperated. "Why does everyone always wanna TALK about everything? It just complicates things. Can't this just be, you know, a fun little adventure? Our...YOUR little erotic fantasy come true?" She continued hurriedly before I could point out her slip, "I mean, this is your fantasy come to life, right? A chance to be naked in front of a young woman in a casual situation? A chance to expose yourself to her without fear of reprisal?"
