Kayla on clean up duty

Kayla stepped into the shower. She'd persuaded Stuart to get plenty of water inside him before he eventually crashed out and fell asleep on their bed, but she wasn't convinced it was enough to save him for a hangover in the morning. She was fairly sure her vomit stained top was a write off - which being one of her favourites had really pissed her off. But now she just needed to cool down and freshen up.

As the warm water hit her naked body her thoughts switched from her boyfriend to Jason. Had it really been just two days since he'd moved in next door? Kayla hoped she hadn't been too obvious when she'd been discretely checking him out, but the truth was that whenever she saw his perfect body she felt her blood pumping a little faster. All she was doing was looking though, it wasn't as if she was throwing herself at him like Jade had or submitting to his every demand like that harlot off Tinder had.

The truth was she felt a thrill every time she was around Jason, something animalistic coming from deep inside her, a feeling she'd never experienced with Stuart. She knew it was wrong, but she felt so naughty standing naked thinking about Jason and his perfect physique, reminiscing about how every time they'd touched it had sent sparks flying through her body.

Eventually she dragged herself from her daydreams and stepped out of the shower. The party outside had fizzled out and she wasn't planning on hitting the town, but it was a Friday and Kayla wanted to feel special even if nobody was around to appreciate her. She put on a low cut black lacey top and teal skirt and was just finishing her make up when her phone buzzed. A smile passed onto lips as she flicked through to see it was from Jason. "Hey, I just wanted to check how Stuart was. Really sorry for being a bad influence"

Kayla paused before replying. How flirty should she make her answer? Slowly she typed out her message "He's sound asleep but destined for a big headache tomorrow. Not your fault, he's old enough to know better x"

Almost immediately another message from Jason came through "And how are you? I've got to admit I don't think the vomit stain look was really working for you :-)"

Again Kayla hesitated before sending a message back. She was glad of the attention, of having someone concerned for her. She was about to write a reply when she remembered that she'd done herself up with no-one to admire her. Maybe a photo would be a better way to demonstrate her new vomit free appearance?