My Roomies Return

Naked before them, I find myself enjoying serving them. I have to bounce about to avoid getting hit by hot grease, which only helps to entertain those waiting for a bite. Smiling along, I find myself busy helping out, and I shout out in surprise when I spot my new roomies, Chris and Lance, walking up to grab a bite. They smile the moment they spot me... staring as they scrutinise me closely, to which I find myself posing back at them..

Lance pats Chris on the arm, smiling as he teases, "See? I told you she could find her way back just fine! She even remembered her agreement not to wear anything while on the condo's grounds.", to which they laugh. I smile along with them, my breasts bouncing... notably as I flip some food.

Chris nods, smiling as he replies, "Happy someone is confident she'll find her way back... regardless, we're happy you are back. We also hear you had quite the adventure being their 'pet' the whole time. I admit, it was meant to be a little gag for a short while, and not lasting nearly so long!" With that, he pauses, smiling, letting his words settle in as I smile back, before resuming, "Still, glad to see you had a good time with them... seems you have made a friend, come to that. What's her name, anyway?"

I smile back, amused. My smile grows wider, and I giggle back, "She's Tasha... one of the friends I spent the last few days away with. She took it upon herself to make sure I got back here swiftly...So much so, that she spent much of her day wearing her nightclothes. Which, while flattering, was a bit more revealing than she may have intended for going out in."

Smiling back, the pair nods, sharing a knowing look before Lance speaks up, "About that.. We are hoping she'd be willing, since she's here anyway, to be my date for the rest of this little get-together ... and if the answer is yes, if she'd be willing to wear an outfit matching, well, yours, actually."

I shoot him a lopsided grin, unsure if I'm happy or disappointed they may have forgotten the particulars of our agreement, as I stall for time, unwilling to speak for someone I recently met, as I pan through the crowd looking for her...