Adjusts the party theme a little

Alice, being the slut of discretion, sent out a message to all partners and threw her phone on the couch. Ashley, having instantly forgotten her nude state, scrambled for the phone. You managed to keep your gaze towards Alice who, knowing your sister wasn’t looking, pulled her shirt over her head. Your jaw dropped, not that anyone was there to notice.

Ashley rapidly tapped the code to the phone, taking a couple tries to get it right. By the time she had read the full message, Alice was down to her socks and panties and all to say about you was your quite noticeable bulge below the waist.

“How could you?! I needed help!”

“Now you won’t be the embarrassed one. If anything, they’ll have to question me why I changed it.” She bundled up her clothes and put them below the sink. It all seemed timeless, neither slow nor fast. That was until she started walking your way and reaching for your belt.