She decides to shower.

Abby looked down at her flour-covered, chocolate-stained dress and shook her head. "I need a shower," she declared, "Jack, you're in charge of cleaning up this mess while I'm gone." Jack nodded enthusiastically, but his eyes sparkled with mischief. Abby raised an eyebrow, but she was too exhausted to worry about it.

As Abby prepared to shower, she began to disrobe, her movements fluid and effortless. She reached behind her and unzipped her dress, the sound of the zipper echoing softly in the bathroom. The dress slipped off her shoulders, revealing her smooth, creamy skin. Abby's hands moved to the hem, and she lifted the dress over her head, exposing her lace underwear.

Next, she unhooked her bra, letting it slide down her arms, revealing her full breasts. The soft light of the bathroom highlighted the gentle curves of her body. Abby's fingers moved to the waistband of her panties, and she slid them down, stepping out of them with a subtle sway of her hips.

Now completely naked, Abby's gaze met her reflection in the mirror. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, framing her heart-shaped face. Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, recalling Jack's earlier prank. With a smile, Abby turned away from the mirror and stepped into the shower.

The warm water enveloped her, washing away the remnants of the prank. Her hands moved over her body, lathering up the soap and rinsing off the sticky chocolate and flour.

As she stood under the shower head, Abby felt a sense of liberation. Her naked body, free from the constraints of clothes, relaxed into the warmth. Water droplets danced across her skin, tracing paths over her shoulders, breasts, and hips. Her long, dark hair swirled around her, clinging to her back as the water weighed it down.