Jen goes naked

Jennifer knew that Sam was right. She was going to get nowhere in the submission wrestling game if she couldn’t be comfortable in her own skin. She started pacing back and forth in her room, working up the nerve to follow through with Sam’s idea.

“Ok… ok… ok…” Jen muttered under her breath. She tried hyping herself up for the challenge with a personal pep talk. “I can do this. I did this before…” She flashed a glance at Sam who stood waiting for her to actually do it. Jen darted her head away. “Can you turn around?” she asked.

Sam facepalmed and groaned, “That defeats the purpose!”

“I’m sorry!” Jen cried, turning toward her partner. “It’s just I don’t even get naked by myself! Let alone for other people! I’ve never even had another girl in my own room before!”

As soon as she said that, Jen could hear how that might sound and blushed even harder. Sam blushed as well, realizing how the situation might be misconstrued.

“I… I’m not going to take advantage of you like that,” she quickly tried to assure her training partner. “I mean, that’s not what I’m here for…” she could feel her cheeks burn even more with every attempt to clear the air. “I mean, I didn’t come all this way just to see you naked again…” Sam winced, feeling that her words were not helping. “I just… I’m just trying to help!” was all she could say in the end.

Jennifer sighed. “I know… I’m just being a prude…I.. I’ll do it…”

Since she hadn’t gone out all day, Jen was still in her sleepwear. She was wearing pajama pants and a silky camisole. She clenched her teeth and started to pull up her top. She paused at her midriff, naturally stopping herself from stripping in front of company. She looked at Sam anxiously and **** herself to pull the shirt completely off. She didn’t have a bra underneath and exposed her stiff pink nipples to her guest. She felt like she was going to die from embarrassment.

Sam was used to women stripping around her, being a frequent gym goer, but with Jen, in this personal environment, it definitely felt different. She fidgeted with her hands, not sure how to hold them as she stood and watched Jen pull down her pants. She felt like she needed to look away, but for the benefit of Jen’s training continued to look on. At a certain point, it started to feel perverted and she reflexively darted her eyes away. Knowing this wouldn’t do Jen any good, she **** her eyes back on the now naked young woman.

Jen stood just as awkwardly, looking back at Samantha. She gazed into Sam’s eyes, then shot her eyes down to the floor. She felt too shameful, exposing herself to someone like this. She could hear her parents’ lamentations. They would decry her immoral behavior and chastise her sinful display. What are you thinking, Jen?! What would people say if they found out? Are you really going to go through with this… with this… girl?! Jen felt her heart flutter at the last objection. She had always done what was right for the family and never strayed from her parent’s wishes, but this was actually something that she wished for. For the first time in her life she was pursuing something she actually wanted and it felt freeing!

With a burst of confidence, Jen put her arms aside and presented herself for Sam to see. She placed her hands on her hips and **** her gaze upwards, looking Sam in the eyes.

Sam was taken aback by the sudden shift and darted her eyes away. She had to remind herself that she was the one calling the shots before she could return the gaze. They stared at one another for a long beat before Sam had to look away again. This time it was to finally take in the full beauty of the fledgling wrestler standing before her. Despite getting her naked before, Sam didn’t have the opportunity to fully appreciate Jen’s nude form until now. The slender blonde had an idealistic hourglass figure that models would pay through the nose for. It baffled Sam as to why she was so shy about it. Sure, she had a modest bust, but it proportioned perfectly to her body and her butt was two cute bubbles, perky and round.

As Sam stared on, Jen became more anxious. She bit her lower lip and asked, “So… what now?”

Sam blinked. She remembered that she was supposed to be training Jen, not gawk at her. “Now?” she replied. “Now… you get more comfortable naked…”

Jen dry swallowed and asked, “For how long?”

Sam felt her heart rate go up. It was up to her how long. She was in control and it made her nervous yet excited. “For… as long as I say so…” she replied cryptically.

Jen frowned. She didn’t like the sound of that. “So… I could be stuck like this all day?” she pouted, covering her chest.

“Well… just until you’re comfortable naked,” Sam corrected. “Then it won’t matter to you if you’re naked or not, right?”

Jen slunk down in her computer chair to take in the news. “I.. I guess you’re right,” she finally agreed. Then her thoughts turned to the fact that she was naked with a girl in her room. “So…” she asked trepidatiously, “What do you want to do until that happens?” She could feel her heartbeat hammering in her chest as she asked, hopeful yet worried about Samantha’s response.

Sam could also feel the sexual tension building up in the small room, but she had to remind herself that she was there to help train, not to fool around. She shook her head and pulled out a thumb drive from her pocket.

“I was thinking we could review some matches,” she said awkwardly. She glanced over at Jen’s computer.

“Oh. Yeah, sure!” Jen said, taking the drive and turning around to her PC. She popped the device in and opened it up. “Which one?”

“Let’s start with this one…” Sam said, pointing out to one of the videos in the window. Jen looked over, feeling very close and very naked. Thankfully, Sam sat back down on Jen’s bed and Jen remained on her computer chair as they watched the match play out.