Not Quite Getting There

I smile at the guests, enjoying how well they are getting along, and besides.. I did want to meet new people and make friends, right? 'Just not exactly expected to be having so many over... let alone to be standing before them in the buff. I make a sheepish grin as a blonde woman, wearing a tightly fitting red mini dress, walks up, all smiles as she passes me a cocktail.

I find myself smiling back, "How, so the prodigal new woman in his life finally makes an appearance! I've heard so much about you! It's wonderful you let him move in. Michael is always waiting until the last moment for anything important. Anyway, I'm Emma. I'm one of his co-workers, and once I heard he had a place, I just knew we had to celebrate!"

I find myself smiling back, enjoying the attention, taking the drink in hand, "Thanks! He just shows up, after dark, and hopping for a place to stay. Lucky for him, I had a spare room!:"

She laughs at that, looking around a bit, before replying, "Yep, that's him. I've taken care of most of the hosting stuff, but you really should get out there and introduce yourself. You're sure to find someone you'd want to know... Also, love your outfit! So daring, walking in here with not a stick on you. I'm sure you'll be a popular sight! Every guy sure will love it!", she paused, winking at me before resuming, "As for the ladies, they'll just be happy not to be wearing the same thing. Anyway, I'm off, but whatever you do, don't hide that booty of yours."

We laugh at that, enjoying what she intended with that, and I wish her well as she heads off, keeping busy and making sure the guests are happy. I shoot Michael a sheepish smile, still nervous, and I find myself quickly upending the whole drink down in one gulp. He shrugs back, and he points to the living room, inquiring, "Shall we?"

I smile back, putting the cup down with a few others, and reply as casually as possible, "Sure, but first I should go to the bathroom first. One moment.. Oh, you can let go of the leash now, please."

He looks surprised, reflexively dropping it, trying to fake that he forgot, but the smile told me anything but. Michaels still smiling, giving me a squeeze while he declares, "Oh, of course, but do hurry back! Y'ull miss out on all the fun!", to which I smirk back, shaking my head as I walk out of sight, acting I'm going to the bathroom before beelining it back, and head to the bedroom... only to creak the door open and come face to face with a pair of love birds, already going at it. On my bed, of course! Where else would they do it?

Resisting the urge to sigh, I close the door quickly behind me. Taking a breath, I take a moment to ponder what to do next. All my clothes is in there, but will I dare walk in on people so occupied? Even if it's my room, I'm already naked, and they may take it the wrong way. Or the right way, depending on one's point of view.

Of course, the host, Emma, has already seen me naked and accepted me that way. Maybe it would be less awkward to simply go the rest of the party this way? I've enjoyed doing it so far...