You see Viola, sound asleep facing you. The blanket and sheet have been pushed down from her torso, leaving her large breasts exposed, resting artfully on her bent arm. The blanket covers her lower buddy, but you can see that her knees are curled up to her waist. A bittersweet smile comes to your face. You must have had a damn good time, though it’s a shame that you don’t remember it. Careful to not wake up Viola, you get out of bed and tip-toe out of the bedroom. Naked, you walk to the bathroom to pee and take a shower.
Before you make it though, you see a body on the couch. You walk over to sneak a peek, and it looks like Kate also made it to your apartment, but not further than your couch. She is naked on the couch lying on her side with one hand between her thighs. You briefly think about finding a blanket to throw over her, but you don’t want to wake her. Better to just let her think you didn’t see her.
You take your shower, and emerge with a towel wrapped around your waist.
“Good morning there, Mr. Tequila. Are you feeling as neurologically dysfunctional as I am?” Kate whispered from the couch.
She was sitting up with her back against the cushioned arm of the couch. Her perky breasts were pointed right up towards the ceiling, her hair plastered against the couch cushion.
“Probably not quite as dysfunctional. Taking a shower helps a lot. There are towels in there if you want to have one yourself,” you offer.
“Thanks, I think I will actually. Did anyone else manage to make it to the apartment, or was it just me?”
“Ahh… I seem to have a Viola in my bed, still sound asleep.”
“Hmph, I guess that’s what I get for introducing you two. She is a cute one, I can’t blame you.”
Kate heads in to the bathroom and you head back in to your bedroom. Viola has shifted so that she is face down in her pillow, her breasts pressed against the bed giving you a lovely side view. The blanked has slid down slightly, and you can now see the top of Viola’s shapely derriere. You’re sorely tempted to go give her a proper wake up.
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