Casually Committed

Smiling back at Tasha, I manage to stay casual. "Don't worry, they can come up with something for you soon, I'm sure.", to which she nods back, briefly flashing me a smile while still seeming a bit distracted.

Moments later, Tuffany's setting something down before us. With a smile, "Before you ask, Bridget here already has an agreement with her roomies not to wear anything while in her condo and any related buildings. Otherwise, we'd offer her something also. I'll have something picked out for you soon, if you wish,,,, In the meantime, we have something for you to eat."

Placing something cheer, meats and ols before us, along with some coffee, she bows and heads back to sit next to Mike. He wraps an arm around her, and they kiss before turning to a plate of their own. I turn and smile at Tasha, still wearing her sheer nightie... which is short enough that, while she sits before us with her legs, that her shaved mound is poking out from underneath. She looks over at me sheepishly, her cheeks briefly heating in embarrassment before she turns to the food.

I find myself hungry, and while going for something to eat, I casually state, "You're holding up well... thanks again for staying. You didn't have to." As we eat, she nods while going for a drink. We sit, and I notice Mike and Tiffany whispering and smiling. Tasha, meanwhile, looking over at them, back at me, still chewing as she does her best to remain nonchalant, and evidently unaware of her wardrobe malfunction.

She flashes a smile back at me, fidgeting a bit, which only leads to the hem of her nightie receding upwards, and leaving her even more exposed in the process. A point she's still not aware of, and I'm unwilling to remind her, as I sit before them, naked as I've agreed to remain. "Thanks. I'm only staying to make sure you get in... though, I'd admit, I'm enjoying meeting your neighbours.", to which I nod back.

We eat a bit more, and reply back, "Well, in any event, thanks," to which we laugh a bit, eating the quick breakfast they provided. I find ourselves making small talk, and suddenly we're interrupted by Chris, who tosses something next to her with a smile. "In a few hours, our whole unit is having a grill event... if you want Tasha, you could join as my date."