A couple she is friends with

Garret and Sam were a married couple one floor above her. The two guys had been the first of her neighbors she had gotten to meet when they moved in. Garret was the curator at the local art museum and Sam was an escort who worked with a range of clients but mostly those who were into bondage and had lots of disposable income. When she answered the communicator she was greeted with the hologram of a shirtless Garret with lightly tousled hair.

“Hey man, what’s up?” She asked. Aware of her lack of clothes but unbothered.

“Not much. Hey, Sam was cooking up some Findarian Steak and we were wondering if you wanted to come up for dinner?”

“Hell yes! That shit rocks!” Rosa said. “When should I come up?”

“Any time you want, he just put them on, and we can have some wine while he grills them.”

“Sweet. I’ll be up in a sec.”

“Wanna stay for desert after too?” He said with a sly smile.

“Duh.” She said, and hung up. She didn’t need to do much prepping or makeup, this was a casual dinner after all. She decided to just put on a garter belt under her panties and switch out her mesh top for an open flannel shirt that could be quickly discarded for easy access to her tits.

She then grabbed her purse and walked upstairs to her friends apartment.