Mackenzie puts the robe back on

Mackenzie took a tentative step towards the doorway, and was about to take another, when she noticed the robe she'd been wearing earlier. It was still on the bed where she had left it! Mackenzie eagerly scooped it up and pulled the white fluffy garment back on.

I'm sorry, Samantha, she thought. I just can't bring myself to stay naked for you. It's too embarrassing!

Mackenzie hesitantly emerged from the bedroom. "I hope you don't mind if I wear this instead..."

"Oh!" Samantha said, surprised. She'd been expecting Mackenzie to be wearing similar attire to herself. "I mean, sure that's fine too."

Interesting, she mused. She'd rather wear that skimpy robe than a comfy pair of shorts and a t-shirt? Just what is this woman up to?

Mackenzie sighed with relief as she sat back down on the couch. Then, the two women effortlessly fell back into pleasant conversation with each other. It was ten minutes later, as Samantha was opening their second bottle of wine, that the buzzer sounded.

"Oh that's probably the pizza," she said. "Do you mind going downstairs and getting it, Mackenzie?"

Mackenzie's gut instinct was to refuse, given her attire. But then again, she wasn't really dressed too scandalously. True, the robe only came down to her mid-thigh, but Mackenzie was already getting used to how it felt. And the wine bolstering her confidence didn't hurt either.

"Sure thing! Be right back."

Mackenzie stepped out of the apartment and headed for the stairs to the front door. On the way down the stairs, she had to pause and regain her balance. She was already beginning to feel quite tipsy from the wine. But, when she continued her descent, she didn't notice that when she leaned against the railing for support, she'd pressed her robe's sash up against it quite forcefully. And she'd happened to do so right at the spot where an old nail was sticking out of the wooden railing, snagging the sash on it quite effectively. So, as Mackenzie traipsed down the stairs, her slightly **** senses were none the wiser to the sash slowly being pulled out of the loops of her robe. When she reached the front door, the skimpy robe was still holding its position, completely covering her. But without the sash there was nothing to hold the robe in place.

Mackenzie opened the front door, wincing slightly at the stormy weather outside.

"Large pepperoni?" the waiting deliveryman asked, shouting slightly over the storm. Mackenzie nodded and he handed the cardboard box to her. But, just as Mackenzie's two hands grasped it, a gust of wind hit her and the robe billowed open. "Whoa-HO!" the man said with glee as he got a marvelous view of Mackenzie's beautiful body. From head to toe her pale skin and magnificent curves were on complete display. She gasped and used one of her hands to grab both sides of the robe and clamp it closed, barely holding onto the pizza box with the other. "Hey, thanks for the tip!" the deliveryman said as he raced through the rain back to his car.

Mackenzie quickly stepped back inside and set the pizza down to examine how her robe had come apart so easily. Where the hell is my sash? she thought as she meekly pulled the two sides of the robe together in an effort to regain her modesty. She didn't see it anywhere nearby. And she didn't trust herself to carry the pizza one handed without dropping it. She reasoned that she'd just have to make the quick dash back to Samantha's place and hope the robe stayed roughly in pl-

"Well hi there," a man's voice said from nearby. Mackenzie's head whipped up in shock to see a muscled man in his 20s descending the stairs. She froze in place. "You new in the building?"

"Oh, no I'm not," Mackenzie replied. "I'm just visiting a friend."

"I'm Nicholas," the man said with a severe amount of confidence. "What's your name?"

"Uh, Mackenzie."

"Well it is very nice to meet you Mackenzie. I wish we could chat a bit longer but I've gotta head to work. Personal trainer at the gym, y'know. But I sure hope to see more of you." His eyes bulged and his cocky grin widened as Mackenzie's robe parted and he, too, was treated to a show of Mackenzie's bombshell of a body. She gasped and nearly dropped the pizza as she yanked her robe closed again with one hand. "So to speak," Nicholas chuckled as her passed her. He walked out into the stormy night, with the white sash he'd found on the stairs stuffed into his jacket pocket.

Mackenzie swiftly made her way back to Samantha's apartment and was glad to not run into anyone else. She exhaled deeply as a feeling of safety washed over her upon returning to the apartment. I can't believe it... I was gone for barely two minutes and I got seen naked by TWO different guys?! Come on...

"Oh great, you got it!" Samantha said, walking out of the kitchen. She stopped in place for a moment upon seeing Mackenzie's nearly open robe. A strip of pale skin from her neck down to her stomach could be seen, and beyond that...

"Oh, y-yup!" Mackenzie quickly set the box on the coffee table, allowing herself to grip her robe closed again.

Is she sending me signals? Samantha wondered. Because if so, this girl is not exactly being very subtle...

"Well let's dig in!" Mackenzie said, trying to deflect Samantha's intrigued gaze. The two women began eating, with a bit more wine, and resumed watching their movie. But both of their minds had trouble fully focusing on the movie. Mackenzie was trying to not expose herself any further to her new friend. Samantha, meanwhile, was trying to puzzle out just what exactly Mackenzie was up to.