Confusing and stressful

As Amber’s eyes opened, the first thing she noticed was that she had the worst headache of her life. The second thing was that she was in bed, and not her own. She sat up quickly, before putting a hand to her head from the strain. She looked around for a moment, and realized that not only was she in someone else’s house, but she was totally nude. She pulled up the sheets to cover herself, before hearing someone stirring to her left.

“Oh, crap.” She whispered to herself. Slowly she reached over to move the sheets, expecting to have an awkward conversation with some dude. What she found instead was Molly, just as naked as her. She let out a yelp, which in turn made Molly finally wake up. She slowly rose up in a manner similar to how Amber had. As she took a second to gage the room, her eyes finally stopped on Amber, and went wide. The two just stared at each other a moment, keeping the sheets as bunched against themselves as possible.

“Did I?” Molly said.

“Did we?” Amber said. Suddenly someone else spoke up.

“If you two are wondering if you fucked, the answer is no. Although you did get pretty handsy with me.” They looked over towards the voice and found it coming from an unlikely source. Rachael, who for some reason was also nude save for a pair of panties. She was standing in a bathroom, presumably hers, and was currently brushing her teeth. “Not that I’m complaining. You two can work a pair of tits like it’s your job.”

“W-where are we? And where are our clothes?” Molly asked, her blush increasing.

“You’re in my house, obviously. And how should I know where your clothes are, you guys showed up like that.” Rachael said, then proceeding to gargle mouthwash for a moment before spitting. “Bold, but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised considering you’re friends with Nora.”

“Wait, where is Nora anyway? And what do you mean we showed up like this?” Amber asked. Rachael finished with her teeth, and walked over to the side of the bed. Both Molly and Amber shifted in bed so that they were better covered.

“You really don’t remember?” Rachael asked, prompting them to cautiously shake their heads no. “Damn, I knew you were drunk, but I didn’t realize that you were totally shitfaced.”

She laughed to herself a moment, before she promptly slid the panties off herself and began to climb into bed.

“Scoot over Snow White, it’s my bed after all.” She said, making Molly slide over till she was almost leaning on Amber. Rachael didn’t even bother getting under her blanket, she just laid on top and stared at the ceiling. “I guess you two were entertaining enough to warrant an explanation. At least for the parts I was there for.”

“Can we at least get dressed?” Molly asked.

“Well you can’t have any of my clothes, so unless you got a surprise wardrobe tucked away somewhere you’ll just have to grin and bear it. Once I finish telling you what happened, being naked around me will be the least embarrassing thing to worry about.” Rachael said.