Naked

Feeling risky you decide to wear nothing at all. This is my home now, might as well get used to it. Plus who knows, it might be more fun than you realise. Stripping down you look at your reflection with a small amount of adoration.

"I earnt this body and I'm going to enjoy it."

Hearing you say it gives you a sudden burst of confidence. Smiling at your reflection your eyes trace along your body, and for once you don't completely hate the way you look.

Staring at yourself you begin to register just how tired you feel. All the traveling and heavy bags have caught up on you. Opening the shower door you turn on the water and lie down as best you can.

Closing your eyes you let the water run steadily down you, enjoying the steady thrumming of the shower as you relax.

Listening to the gentle patterns of the water hitting the floor you fall into a light sleep.

After a while, you wake up to someone knocking at your door. Groggily you pull yourself out the shower, reaching for a towel.

"I haven't locked the door, you can let yourself in."

Starting to dry yourself you hear the door open as someone, you assume Samantha, walks in taking a seat on the couch.

"I was just stopping by to check your measurements."

Pulling open the bathroom door you step through, completely naked. She watches appreciatively as you saunter over to the couch, trying your best to convey a confidence you haven't quite mastered.

"Oh wow, you look beautiful."

Already far more flustered than you'd hoped to be, you look down at the floor hands clasped together.

"Seriously you're really cute. Think you'll be wearing this more often?"

Taking a seat next to her on the couch, you let out a shy mumble.

"Possibly."

"Well you really should, I think you look amazing. And that's coming from someone who sees naked people all the damn time."

Looking up at her, you take a second to appreciate how her top doesn't even bother covering her boobs; it's practically sleeves and a neck at this point, before giving her a small smile, your confidence might not be back but she's certainly helping.

"Trust me being naked around people is really fun."

Batting the hand that had strayed in front of your chest.

"And stop covering up, you're too cute to try and hide your body from the world."

"Um, is this okay? Not the naked bit, it's just your awfully close and all that."

Covering her mouth slightly she lets out a small, bashful, giggle.

"Oh don't worry. Drexel doesn't mind student-teacher relationships; so long as they're not abusive or distracting, considering everyone here is over eighteen in the first place. Also, I'm only twenty-five, so the age gap isn't massive in the first place."

Wait, she's twenty-five? You'd never really thought about her age before but twenty-five did seem to fit, but still.

Seeing your hesitation, her eyes grow slightly wider.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't saying we should or anything. Just that it's really not that big of a deal... so long as your comfortable with it of course."

Letting out the slight breath that you were holding you lean back, loving just how soft sofa it is. You look back at her, eyes briefly drawn down to her slightly wet pussy, staring for perhaps slightly longer than you should have.

"Sorry about that, I'd just finished masturbating before I came up to check on you."

Your... slightly less embarrassed by what she just said than you'd imagined you would be. Suppose choosing to go around a school full of half-naked girls fully naked has slightly toned down your embarrassments.

"It's, It's fine. I was more worried that I'd caused it."

OH GOD DID I JUST SAY THAT.

"Well, it looks like you're settling in nicely. Though I will admit that I was slightly less wet before you came through."

Well, that didn't go horribly you suppose.

Trying anything to distract yourself from what you just said you gesture at the tape measure in her hands

"Didn't you want to check my measurements?"

"Oh yes, of course. I mean if you still need them considering what you're wearing."