In her bedroom

She practically ran up the stairs, stomping in her black boots, and screamed, "I'm gonna get naked! If anyone is here, come find me and fuck me!" She laughed, knowing that her screams would go unanswered. She pounced into her bedroom. She quickly stripped out of her shirt, skirt, boots, and socks, and stood in the room in panties and bra.

Her matching set was black and satin. She mostly wore black underwear, and particularly liked it when it was somewhat visible beneath white shirts. She did this often, usually to attempt to attract a guy (or a girl, though they were less seduced by it). She touched her black panties, rubbing her pussy through the material. "Last night, I had flowery panties on. Maybe that's why that French fucker didn't fuck me a third time."

She knew full well that the problem was with the French fucker and not with her panties. She slid her fingers inside her black thong and fingered herself for a moment. Her other hand reached for a breast, poking at her nipple. She enjoyed the moment, but knew she'd enjoy it more under the splash of a cold shower. She abandoned her self pleasure, pulled off her panties and unclasped her bra, letting all the clothes collect in a pile on the floor.

"I'll deal with those later."

She stepped back out of her room and into the hall. "I'm naked now, so if anyone is here, come find me and fuck me!" she shouted again, and pranced off to the bathroom at the end of the hall.