Tiffany's Day Off

The sun shone through the window, slowly waking Tiffany from her slumber. She looked over towards the side of the bed, at her alarm clock, and an initial wave of panic set in. "Shit! I'm late for work!" Was her first thought, only to quickly shut down as she recalled the words her boss spoke to her. She smiled as she sat up, stretching her limbs. "Best night's rest I've had in a long time..." Tiffany thought to herself. Standing from her bed, Tiffany could see she hadn't bothered changing clothes before going to sleep. She was still clad in light blue panties, with a thin red T-Shirt on top. Tiffany heard her stomach growl, and decided her first order of business was to get some breakfast. A deep desire told her to walk down the street to the diner and order a full breakfast, but Tiffany opted for the more economic choice of frozen whole wheat waffles and yogurt.

After enjoying breakfast for a few minutes, Tiffany realized her late start meant she still hadn't done her exercise routine. She briefly considered going into her room to change into a sports bra out of fear for what the biking machine would do to her unrestrained chest, but shrugged. "It's the easiest day of the week. 45 minutes on the bike machine. How bad can it get?" She said to herself. Tiffany approached the lone biking machine in the living room, easing onto the top of the seat to begin. The first few minutes followed her usual program of warming up, according to the customized plan the online advising site had recommended. Looking back at her phone after the timer went off, Tiffany bumped it up another level. Every few minutes, the level would bump up gradually, until eventually Tiffany was at the 30 minute mark, panting and sweating during the short 30 second break before another full power section. She struggled to climb the final hurdle, but eventually she was able to power through the final third of her exercise, and collapsed onto the nearby couch in exhaustion.

"Well... That was a little more intense than I thought." She thought aloud. A sniff of the air confirmed that the intense workout had made her just as disgustingly covered in sweat as she had anticipated. "Well, better hit the shower." Tiffany thought to herself, already having sprung up from the couch and started off towards the bathroom. She didn't bother shutting the door behind her, only focusing on getting a nice shower as quickly as possible. After turning the water to her preferred temperature, Tiffany grabbed the hem of her T-Shirt, and threw it overhead carelessly. Then, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and pushed the garment down her legs to join her shirt. She looked down at her naked body, and briefly considered taking the necklace off so she wouldn't get it wet. Something inside quelled the thought almost immediately. "I barely spent $20 on it. And it looks pretty damned good! Why not keep it on, and wash it in the shower? Who knows how grubby it still is from being kept in an antique store for god knows how long." Tiffany thought to herself, shrugging as she stepped into the shower.

Of course, such a thought was not purely of Tiffany's own volition. True, she thought the necklace was very pretty and needed a decent wash, and she even admitted it wasn't particularly uncomfortable (If it weren't for the constant compliments she received about it, she may have even forgotten she was wearing it). However, the necklace itself convinced her that she could accomplish both tasks by leaving it on. It had been planting little seeds all afternoon the previous day, to set up the removal of its last two members of competition on her body. The necklace convinced her roommates to formulate a secret plan to surprise Tiffany after work with a get together with her friends, and their own friends instead of waiting an additional day. It then urged them to arrive home earlier to prepare for the gathering, so that they would get home while Tiffany was in the shower, and only wearing the necklace. Thus far, its planning, as well as stalling by keeping her asleep for a longer period of time was lining up perfectly.