The hot and humid Southern California weather continued to linger as the summer weeks flew by, meaning the drought restrictions remained in place as well. While Dylan was no stranger to these conditions, this was the first time he had dealt with them with a roommate like Ria. Somehow, despite having the enviable privilege of getting to see her amazingly fit naked body whenever she was around the apartment, his dick still became rock hard whenever they bathed together. And to her credit, she was true to her word, always willing to 'lend him a hand' during their mutual showers to conform to the water usage mandate.
She was damn good at it too. After a few weeks, she had learned how he liked his penis handled and became quite adept at coaxing the cum out of him in an efficient fashion. It usually took no more than a minute or two from the moment she gave him the first languid stroke to him climaxing, shooting his jizz all over her body. Her face and tits were the regular targets of his ejaculations, by Ria's own design. "Better on me than on the tile walls, I'm easier to clean," she had reasoned when he had asked her why she always seemed to point his spasming cock at herself. Not that he minded at all, as it gave him ample fodder for his nightly jerk off before bed.
Some of Ria's gig work included travel, so there were a few occasions where she was away from the apartment for a few days here and there, meaning Dylan had an easier time with water conservation while on his own. And while he was still very much an introvert, he found himself missing her presence when she was gone, and not just because she was naked all the time but because he genuinely enjoyed her company. He found his mood improving immensely whenever saw her dark crossover SUV or her sleek motorcycle parked next to their building as that meant she was home.
It was yet another disgustingly warm afternoon as Dylan was trudging his way back home from work, ambling up the small hill that led to their building. Work had been unusually busy that day and he was very tired, but as he rounded the corner, he noticed Ria's black Subaru in its usual spot, which brightened his mood considerably. She had been out of town for the last week and was not supposed to be back for a few more days but he was not about to complain.
He ascended the steps up to their floor quicker than he would have on any other day, his excitement at seeing Ria almost matching his enthusiasm for being able to look at her tits again. Unlocking the door and pushing it open, he stepped into the apartment. "I'm home..."
Ria was seated in one of the chairs next to the high counter that separated the kitchen from the living room, her long shapely legs tucked to the side. In front of her were a few small vibrantly colored bottles, some silver nail clippers and a bowl. And as was customary in their household, she was completely naked. "Welcome home, Dylan!" she greeted him brightly.
His eyes were already drinking in the sight of her breasts as they were a favorite of his among her many delightful features. They were large but well-proportioned to her frame and topped with a pair of pert, pink nipples. He loved the way they bobbed ever so slightly as she turned her body towards him. "I should be the one saying that to you," he said, sliding his work back from his shoulder. "You're back early."
"Shooting wrapped up early on account of the weather," she explained with a shrug. She had been at a modeling photo shoot somewhere in Alaska of all places. "Can't imagine why anyone would think they'd get any other kind in a state that has cloudy days more than two-thirds of the year."
"Yeah, doesn't seem like the smartest idea," he agreed, moving to the kitchen to their fridge. He opened it and grabbed a couple of bottles of water, then turned to Ria to offer her one.
She held up her hands with her palms facing her. "Sorry, can't right now," she apologized, tilting her head to indicate the fact that she had just finished painting her nails. "Thank you, though."
He nodded and placed the second bottle back in the fridge. "Assuming you're going to want to order in," he guessed, motioning to the various menus that were plastered to the front of their fridge door. "I went through most of the meals you left for me pretty quick."
Ria favored him with a knowing smile. "Glad you liked them. And yeah, I think we can just order in sushi, I'm a little tired from the flight, plus I have to let my nails dry."
"The red is a nice color," Dylan offered even as he pulled out his phone to start their dinner order. He knew next to nothing about manicures but she did not need to know that.
"Thanks, I thought so too," she said, looking down at her handiwork before turning back to him with a slightly concerned expression. "Speaking of, I did lose track of time when I was doing my nails... what time is it?"
"Six thirty," he replied, holding up his phone to show her the clock readout. "Did you have somewhere else to be? Should I hold off on placing this?"
She shook her head. "No, you can go ahead and still place it, they take some time to get our order ready anyway." She cast a look towards their living room which was awash in sunlight thanks to their open bay window. "I had just meant to get some sun in while it was still light out but..."
Watching Ria sunbathe was one of Dylan's favorite pastimes ever since the very first time he had caught her naked in their apartment. "You can still do that," he suggested. "There's still probably at least half an hour of direct sun."
"Just one problem though." She raised her hands again, directing an almost resigned expression at her newly-painted nails. "These will take a long time to dry so I definitely won't be able to put on sunscreen and still have enough light to make it worth it."
"Oh, okay." He scrunched his face up in thought. "Can you try and use your hair dryer on them to dry them faster?"
"No, the last time I tried that, they cracked badly for whatever reason, and I just spent the better part of an hour getting them all cute so I'd rather not risk it. Good thought though." She blew a stray lock of blonde hair out of her face as she pondered her options. After a few moments, the corners of her lips curled up slowly into the wry grin he had grown to know so well as she turned to focus on him. "There might be a way to do it. I'll need your help, however."
Dylan blinked. "W-what would you need me to do?"
Ria stood gingerly from her seat, taking care not to bump her nails on anything. "Well, seeing as I'm down a pair of hands and yours are free... how would you feel about helping your roommate out and slathering some sunscreen on me?"
It took a few moments for his brain to fully process exactly what she had said. "Y-you m-mean... rubbing it onto your skin?" he stammered even as he felt his already substantial erection somehow get harder in his pants as he considered what she was saying.
She laughed as she strode over to the living room to stand next to the chaise she used for sunbathing, settling her hands carefully on her bare hips. "That is generally how applying it works, yes," she replied, clearly enjoying his flabbergasted reaction to her proposal. "Think you're up to the task?"
