The weather had turned warm in Oceanview, California, so up in my room, I packed away all my sweaters and coats, and got out my warm weather clothes. I had miniskirts—pink chiffon or scruffy blue denim, and halter tops—colorful beaded or wispy white cotton. The one thing I was missing was a decent summer nightie.
I did have a couple pairs of long-sleeved boy-style pajamas and my baby-doll, which I guess is like a nightie. It was kind of see-through, so I was worried that Loretta, my host mom, might freak if she saw me roaming their halls in it. Her 20-year-old son, Brandon, would probably love it though. He's cute, and still fairly pure. It's fun to tease him, but anyway, I was trying to be a good girl at the time... at home at least. I could horse around outside, but I tried to be more careful around my host family.
Early in the spring, to bed, I mostly wore the p.j.'s, but as summer drew near, I began to get restless. I would put up with the p.j.'s in the evening, but usually by morning, I'd wake up to find that I'd pulled off the bottoms. I looked pretty scandalous with my black bush and pink pussy showing. It felt funny to be naked. I don't remember taking my bottoms off, but I guess I did while I slept—sort of like sleepwalking, except more like sleep-stripping in this case.
As long as the weather was cool, I'd sleep with my door closed, so my host family wouldn't see me naked, but sometimes I'd wake up thirsty, and have to root around for my p.j. bottoms before going out into the hall. It seemed unnecessary because my host family were all asleep anyway, but like I said I was trying to be good. A few times, in the middle of the night, I dashed across the hall to the bathroom bottomless, just for the thrill. Kind of nerve-wracking, but I didn't get caught at first.
One morning, I woke up early. I had my p.j.'s on, top and bottoms. I started up the computer, and messaged a few people, but soon it was time to get ready for class at Oceanview U. I heard Loretta call up the stairs that she and her kids were leaving, and then the house went quiet. I went down, and had some breakfast, but I still felt sleepy. I ended up coming back upstairs, and going back to bed. Ah well. I can always get the notes from Satomi later.
When I woke up again, it was almost noon. I peeled off my p.j.'s, and had a shower, happy to have the house to myself. I scampered back naked to my room, toweled off, and clipped on my good luck necklace. It has a locket with a picture in it, me and Ryosuke, my boyfriend at the time. Whenever I wear it, nothing bad ever seems to happen to me. It's almost like magic.
Looking in the mirror, I brushed down my pubic hair, still wet from the shower. I hadn't been out in the sun much, so my skin was creamy white. The only dark spots on my body were my pinkish red nipples and the shock of black pubic hair between my legs. I'd been swimming a lot, so I was in pretty good shape. I gave my breasts a little squeeze. I lowered my hand, dabbing at my hello kitty for a moment, but I felt a bit guilty for skipping off school to... what? ...play with myself?
I didn't want to get dressed though, so I picked up my teddy bear—Teddy I call him—and a soft pink towelket off my bed. Teddy is soft, brown and furry with a big head, googly eyes and a cute puppy-dog snout. He doesn't wear a shirt. He doesn't even have a mouth. He does keep me company though. I slid my feet into my fluffy white slippers, and then headed downstairs, still buck naked.
As I neared the foot of the stairs, I hid my bush with the blanket as I peered out the big front window trying to see if anyone was outside. It was a little bit scary, but I couldn't see anyone on the street. I tossed Teddy and the towelket down onto the sofa, and scampered off to the kitchen to get something to eat. It was actually pretty fun, flitting around the house naked, not having to worry about my host family for once.
Coming back out to the living room, I set my plate down on the coffee table, spread the towelket out on the sofa, and sat down next to Teddy. I grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV. The two of us sat there—Teddy was naked too—flipping through the channels looking for something to watch. I finally found a movie with Chris Hemsworth. Ooo! He's kind of hunky. I settled back, and slowly nibbled away at the onigiri (rice ball) I'd made. My fingers got a bit wet from the sweet sushi vinegar. I looked around again, and then started dabbing at my kitty. Teddy could see me, but I don't think anyone else knew.
Soon, the phone rang. I peered out the window, but still couldn't see anyone. I left the blanket where it was, and wandered over—naked—to answer the phone.
"Hello."
"Emi? Oh you're home! You didn't show up for class, so I wondered..." It was Satomi, my classmate and best friend.
"Oh, right. I felt a bit zonked this morning, so I decided to stay home."
"Is there anything you need?" Satomi asked. "I could drop by a bit later, and bring you some food." This image popped into my heard of Satomi showing up, and me answering the door naked. She'd probably freak. She always overreacts whenever I lounge around naked.
"No, no, that's alright. I'm fine. I went shopping the other day, so I have food." It was nice to hear from Satomi, but I probably shouldn't keep standing here by the huge front window.
"Oh, d'you know who I saw the other day?" Satomi went on. "D'you remember that Craig guy from Asuna's place? I saw him downtown."
I remembered him alright. He was a boyfriend of Sandra, Asuna's roommate. He caught me coming out of their shower one time, and we'd had a few run-ins after that. He was a bit of a bad boy, but there was something about him... I knew I shouldn't, but I did find him kind of intriguing.
"That's great, Satomi, but I'd better go...,"
"Oh, you poor dear. Are you sure you're OK?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I told her. I didn't feel fine though. I felt embarrassed, turned on. What? At the thought of Craig? What am I thinking? He already has a girlfriend.
Satomi eventually let me go. I hung up the phone, took another look outside, and then scampered back to the sofa. That was a bit silly, answering the phone naked like that. I don't think anyone saw me, but even so... I should be more careful.
I went back to watching TV. It was nice of Satomi to phone, but why did she have to mention Craig? I'd been trying to forget him. I don't even like bad boys.
I ended up going back to the kitchen, and made some popcorn. I thought of fetching my apron, but didn't bother. Anyway, it was fun cooking in the nude.
Once the popcorn was ready, I took it back to the living room, and settled back down. My fingers got all buttery from the popcorn. I reached down, and smeared the butter on my you know where. Mmm. Nice and slippery. Delish!
Unfortunately, before long, the phone rang again. Thinking it was Satomi, I jumped to my feet, and ran to get it.
"Hello? Hello?" I couldn't hear anything. Bad connection? Finally, someone spoke.
"Good afternoon. Is Mrs. Hendrickson there?"
Oh. They are asking for Loretta, my host mom.
"No, I'm afraid she's not in right now. Can I take a message?"
"I'm calling on behalf of a consumer research group. We're carrying out a little survey." The voice sounded odd... out of breath. And how did they know Loretta's last name? Worried, I peered out the window. I still couldn't see anyone, but then why...?
"Um, anyway, maybe you'd better phone back later," I told them, worried they could see me somehow.
"Oh, no. That's alright. You can answer just as well, Miss...?"
"No really. I don't think I could help. Call back after six."
"Um, alright. Thanks for... uh... Thanks." That was strange too. What on earth were they thanking me for? I covered my pussy with my free hand, and checked out front again. There didn't seem to be anyone on the street, but maybe someone in their house could see me from their window. I hung up, and darted back to the sofa. I was a bit worried I'd been caught, but I tried not to think about it, and settled back in to focus on the program.
"What's happening?" I asked Teddy, but he just stared at the TV, engrossed in the movie I guess. I wonder if Teddy gets these urges. I pulled him over, and threaded his leg between mine, rubbing my pussy against his leg, seeing if I could get a reaction out of him. His expression didn't change. Playing it cool, are we, Teddy? Most guys would love to be you right now.
Soon, the phone rang again. My, I'm getting a lot of calls today. Worried about being seen, I left it, but it kept ringing, so eventually, I got up, and answered. It was Yuuki, the girl who works at the mall. At least it wasn't that weird researcher guy again. Yuuki had heard from Satomi that I was home sick, and offered to come by to take care of me.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. It's nothing," I told her. Yuuki is sweet, a year or two younger than me, but quite self-confident for her age. She's a bit of a strange girl, quite curious about me. I guess I had shown her a bit of my kinkier side. She's maybe not that wild herself, but she did seem fascinated by how I could do these things.
"I'm just getting off work. It's on my way home," she chirped. I'd been enjoying being home alone, but apparently, Satomi had asked Yuuki to look in on me, so I couldn't really say no. They both mean well.
I gazed out the window, wondering if I should go get dressed before she came. The mall was a bit of a ways from my house, but from the sound of her call, she was already on the bus. I kind of wanted to see the rest of the movie. There was some kind of romance between Chris and Natalie Portman, and I was curious how it would turn out. I sat poised on the edge of the sofa watching and waiting.
