A beautiful morning, an uneventful day

You open your eyes, feeling almost surreal, fresh and rested. Was yesterday just a beautiful dream..? But you know it was not, feeling Diana’s warmth before you can see her. As you turn towards her your bottom immediately lets you know that the rest of it was not a sex-crazed dream either, but the pain is far less than yesterday’s agony. Of course, your bottom's misfortunes will continue in the evening, unless you do something stupid earlier, but you feel too good to worry about that right now. A glance at the clock tell you you still have over half an hour before you need to get up and get started with your day.

The blanket is around Diana's waist, leaving nothing of her upper body to imagination. You slide it further down and gently push her legs aside. You want your friend to enjoy her first morning at yours and softly half roll yourself half crawl to position yourself between her thighs. Diana only stirs gently when you start kissing her inner thighs but opens her legs further and moans softly as your kisses get closer to her more sensitive areas. When you finally run your tongue along her slit it is as wet as the last time your tongue was buried in it. Your new girlfriend gets wet fast. But then so do you. You start to alternate between gently sucking on and teasing her clit and outright lapping as deeply as you can reach. You want to squeeze her bum cheeks but knowing how much it will hurt settle for holding her thighs instead. Still asleep Diana reaches out again for your head and guides it, setting a pace. You are only too happy to let her take control.

Things start to happen a lot faster when she does and much quicker than yesterday (presumably because there is less soreness to overcome) her body starts to convulse and her thighs grip your head. The sensation of her orgasming on the tip of your time is all encompassing you are not even thinking about release for yourself at the moment. Oh, sure, you would not say no to it, but everything is just too good for there to be any sense of urgency. Diana opens her eyes and smiles dreamily, looking down at you. You give her pussy another kiss before crawling forward and lowering your head onto the pillows of her breasts.

The merciless alarm clock disturbs your little paradise before too long. Knowing the consequences of being late you both get off the bed and go to the bathroom. Unashamed you use the toilet in front of one another while and not daring to risk more HR punctuality-related action manage to share a shower without turning it into anything else. At least neither of you will have to spend time getting dressed. You are just making a quick cup of coffee with toast when your phones ding in unison. Diana picks hers up and makes a little excited sound. "Oh, it's from the office! There's a leak on the floor above, we're working from home today! And given that it's Friday..." You open your phone too. "And if there is nothing to be done remotely, we are okay to delay the rest until Monday!" You both whoop out loud. Given your evening plans, a safe quiet day is all you can ask for. Even though Michael intends to only give you a hand spanking, your bottom needs all the rest it can get beforehand.

As you are having your coffee with no urgency now, your phones light up together again. This time it is Simon Brown emailing you; he informs you that your nudity punishment is on hold together with the office attendance. You both (and four other ladies copied into the message) are told you can wear clothes as normal but the punishment will resume on the morning of the next working day (Monday) and you must make your way into the office nude and report to get your clothes back there. You are very much hoping you and Diana will be making that naked trip together.

"Want to stick around now that we are free?" you ask. Diana makes a small grimace. "Sorry, actually I do have a couple of things to finish. If I don't, it will be your job to paddle me. But if I get it over with now we'll have the entire weekend together and I'll comfort your wounded pride after your gym session tonight if you’re a good girl and take it well." You sigh. "Fine. I guess I'll see you at the gym then?" Diana finishes her coffee and assures you she will return to yours earlier to walk together with you. She then raids your wardrobe with some difficulty due to your physical differences. Finally, a more or less adequate skirt is found and the t-shirt which would serve her well in a wet t-shirt contest hides under the baggiest comfy sweater you own. She promises to return all but your panties (these she says she’ll keep and she did not even attempt to find a fitting bra) to you when she returns. Another kiss later (hugging a clothed Diana while you are still nude is more exciting than you would have thought) you are alone in your flat.

You decide to keep your promise to yourself and get busy with what work you can do remotely and make impressive progress, even though you have to read and type and make graphs as you kneel, stand or stretch on the sofa on your tummy. As you take a break for a homemade lunch you realise it has been twenty-four hours since you wore anything below the waist and very soon it will be twenty-four hours of full nudity. The thought makes you want to go back to the Rulebook and see what else you can do but you **** yourself to maintain internal discipline. As time goes on and evening nears, all important work done, you find your mind irresistibly drifting to what expects you in a couple of hours’ time. You try to go on typing to distract yourself, but this is useless and soon you shut your laptop.

You need a cup of tea to calm yourself.