Getting comfortable

Nicole leaned back in the couch and glanced over at Tom as she let her body relax. It was the first time she actually looked at ease, her limbs losening and her chest collapsing. Tom on the other hand, still seemed to be adjusting.

"The only thing sucks," Nicole said, "is I wish I'd had a fresh shower. I've been sweating under my jacket."

"You're free to shower if you want," Samantha said, "it's all yours."

"Gee, really?"

"Being naked is best when you're nice and clean. I take a shower everyday, sometimes twice, I hate it when I'm not smelling fresh."

"Well, that settles it then. Tom?"

Tom looked surprised to be addressed, and he blinked his eyes as he looked at his newly nude girlfriend. "Yeah, sure."

"Great, I'll go first. See you in a bit."

Nicole moved, her body raising above Tom and Samantha, and she moved away from the couch, disappearing to the ack of the apartment where the bathroom was.

Samantha was left alone with Tom, who shrunk into his seat on the couch and looked supremely uncomfortable. She didn't know what to do, she felt a little awkward herself. In an effort to ease the awkwardness, she opened her mouth. "Do you want anything to drink? I have some rum."

"Gee, **** would be good right now. I think."

Samantha laughed and got up. "Thought so," she said as walked to the kitchen. Tom's eyes fixated on her butt as it waved from side to side.

"Never hung with anyone like this before." he said.

"Me neither," she called from the kitchen. "But I like it." She returned to the coffee table with three glasses and a bottle of rum. "Need any ice?"

"Yeah, that'd be great."

She returned with a little bucket of ice from the freezer and sat down comfortably next to Tom, both of them getting used to naked sight of each other. The rum defintely helped.