Sophia asks an important question

“Have you thought of getting any piercings?” Ashely says to Jack.

“Ehh, I don’t know. I feel like the piercing I’ll ever get is ear piercings.” Jack replies.

“Ya sure you don’t want your dick pierced?” Naomi says with a chuckle.

“That’d be amazing! We could wear the same gemstone and be piercing pals!” Ashely says with a bright enough smile to rival the sun.

Jack physically cringes before saying, “Nah, no thanks. I’d never let anything metallic near my cock.”

“What about that toy I gave you for your birthday?” Naomi squints and sneers at Jack, seemingly so pissed she actually paused her game to look over at him.

“T-That’s totally different! It has a metal shell, but the inside is silicone.”

“Yeah, but you said you would never have anything metallic near your dick? That’s an inherent contradiction.” Naomi says with a soft smirk on her face. Now that I think about it, I’ve never seen her this happy before, asides well… this morning while fucking Jack.

“Oh shut up with your semantics jargon! You’ve been watching debates again, haven’t you?” Jack replies.

“They’re fun to watch, dumbass. Besides, it keeps my mind sharp.” Naomi says before returning to her game. Jack rolls his eyes and lets out a small pout before being kicked once again!

“Change the cheek dummy, she feels left out.” Naomi says so nonchalantly that I’m surprised she said it with a straight face.

“Geez, next time you’re rubbing my shoulders!” Jack says before moving his hand over to Naomi’s right butt cheek. “I’ll think about it…” Naomi replies, paying Jack no mind.

I can’t help but wonder what the hell their relationship is based on how they act and talk to each other. Obviously they must be pretty good friends if they fuck on the regular and Naomi allows Jack to rub her ass. Racheal is like, my only friend, but I don’t think I’ll let her smack my ass out of the blue.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it though…”

But they seem to bicker and fight with each all the time. Do they hate each other but tolerate the sex? Are they a couple past the honeymoon phase? I can’t put my finger on it. Unfortunately for me, Ashely is oddly perceptive and notices me glaring at they.

“Don’t worry Bestie, they do this everyday. It’s totally normal!” Ashely says, catching me slightly off guard.

“What’s the newbie worried about this time?” Naomi asks.

“Great, now I feel called out…”

“Oh no, I just think she was confused by you and Jack bickering with each other. Maybe she felt a bit uncomfortable.” Ashely explains. I swear she’s some kind of mind reader or something.

“Ahh, okay. Yeah, no worries Sophie! That’s just how we talk sometimes…” Jack says with a smile and chuckle.

“If I hated Jack, I’d be kicking his face in for rubbing my ass.” Naomi replies.

“I’d like to see you try that! I’d probably deflect your kicks!”

“Wanna test that, big guy? Loser buys dinner?” Naomi says with a small smirk on her face.

“Calm down you two! Are you seriously gonna fight with Sophia in front of you?” Ashely replies with a stern look, a face I have yet to see on the usually happy Ashely.

“Yeah, and she’s about to have front row tickets! They didn’t call me the bare body grappler in college for nothing!” Jack says as he tightens his grip on Naomi’s cheek.

Naomi audibly moans as Jack squeezes her ass. “Keep that up and I’ll play dirty!”

“What if that’s what I want?” Jack replies.

“Clever, maybe you aren’t as dumb as I thought.”

The tension between Jack and Naomi and both a physical and sexual front becomes so thick I could probably taste it in the air. I then notice that Jack is completely hard right now, his erection twitching every so often. I have a feeling this “fight” is gonna turn out a lot more steamy if things don’t calm down.

Naomi turns her body around, this time exposing her front and her very erect nipples, to face Jack with a deathly stare. But just before the two could start anything the microwave went off.

“Ohh, my lunch is ready, truce?” Jack asks.

“Sure.”

And like that, all the tension is undone in an honestly unsatisfying manner. I was genuinely convinced they would fight, or even play fight into fucking with how things are going, but it seems Jack’s stomach has more of a sway in things. Naomi immediately gets back on her phone and spreads her legs wide across the front of the couch, with one leg resting on the head rest and one dangling off the seat of the couch.

I try to wrap my head around the idea of two women shamelessly flashing their pussies out in the open air in front of me but I’m still shocked by the levels of casualness they have. I could barely change out of outfits during plays in college without people seeing me in my underwear, let alone fearing the idea of exposing my private bits.

The easy way out is to just quit, and find a new job that doesn’t have such crazy contracts, but at this point I need to deal the cards I’m dealt. I need to get over the hurdle of embarrassment if I ever want to feel comfortable.

“H-How are you guys so comfortable, being like this?” I ask, the first time speaking in a long while.

“We bought really high quality couches,” Naomi says with a straight face.

“Y-You know what I mean!” I snap back. Her sarcasm is going to be the **** of me.

“Being naked, I assume you’re asking?” Ashely asks. I blush before giving her a nod.

“Like I said, you get really used to it after like 2 weeks of working here. But I mean, I was always borderline naked at my parent’s house after high school.” Naomi says, finally giving me a genuine answer.

“S-So you were already used to being nude?”

“Kinda. At home and in my room, we couldn’t afford an A/C in my room, so on days where I had online classes I would take as much clothes off as possible due to the heat. It started with taking my sweatpants off during zoom calls, then I was not wearing a bra cause, well you know, and soon enough I was in either a t-shirt or panties, never both at the same time.” Naomi explains.

“Makes sense, but weren’t you afraid of being caught?” I ask further.

“Dude, of course I was, in the beginning at least! My dickhead brother would barge into my room and see me at my desk in nothing but a thong and I swear I thought I was gonna die! But after a couple hundred times of my family seeing me naked, the embarrassment kinda just, went away? Sure, my mom and dad hated it, but they soon just expected me to be naked around the house. I can’t tell you how many times I would eat breakfast in nothing but a tank top before going back up into my room.” Naomi explained further.

“That’s interesting… but I mean, what if guests came over?”

“You think I’m stupid or something? I’d stay in my room, duh! Besides, I was busy with college most days and gaming for the rest. My mom would usually bring me dinner, but on days where I had to eat with family, I just put on one of the dozen long sleeve shirts my parents bought me once they realized they couldn’t **** me to wear more than once piece of clothing.”

“So you choose to be naked a lot of the time is what I’m getting at?”

“Basically. It helped that I had parents that didn’t really care after the 500th time I came out of my room with nothing on. They just expected it at that point. They’d get shocked when I was wearing jeans to go out with friends with, they were that desensitized. After that, the last time I ever put clothes on was to my graduation! Immediately after I was practically stripping in the car ride home.”

“That’s wild!” I exclaim.

“Yep! She became a nudist out of necessity and pure boredom! Some of the stories she’s told me are even wilder too!” Ashely comments with a chuckle.

What can I glean from her story? Be in a financial situation where being naked makes sense? No, it’s something else. Maybe it was her family’s indifference towards her nudity that made her so comfortable. I get the logic, if being naked is treated as just a thing that happens, it’s embarrassing nature gets diminished. Too bad I live by myself with like a hundred neighbors.

As I try and piece together a nudity desensitization strategy, Jack returns to the group with a bowl of steaming ramen with that looks to be pieces of ham and chives on it. Just looking at the bowl makes me drool a little. I hear my stomach growl a bit, as I remember that I haven’t really eaten anything since this morning.