Becka

Becka runs right into me as I turn to the bathroom door. "Oh!" She lets out a little squeal as her hands come up near my shoulders to brace herself. I realize she's not wearing a shirt, or a bra as I feel her warm titflesh and her hard nipples press into my chest. "Dan, there you are." Becka smiles, rubbing her ample chest across my body as she slides by me.

"Yup, here I am, where else would I be?"

"Well, when I saw that you weren't in bed, I thought maybe the little fucking you gave your wife earlier tonight wasn't enough for you," as she talks she walks towards the toilet, I see that she isn't naked but is wearing a pair of light blue panties with white polka dots. "I thought maybe you were looking for another hot little body in this house to screw," as she says this she slides her panties down over the globes of her ass, letting them drop to the floor, breifly revealing just a glimpse of her pussy lips between her legs, before she turns and sits on the toliet.

"Becka!" I protest, not really sure if I'm upset and what she just said or because she's decided it's now okay to pee in front of me.

"What? Don't tell me you haven't thought about about it," she smiles at me and cocks her head to the side,"or maybe you've already done it and are thinking about going back for more?"

I look back at her shocked, wondering what she might know. "Becka, this it silly, I'm heading back to bed."

Before I can go she flushes and stands up, revealing her full naked body to me. "Come on bro, tell me who your secret weekend crush is. If you do I'll tell you one of my secrets."