Martha and Kathy returned with a big collection of beers and handed them out. We began to talk about what we should do for the rest of the day, since it was only the middle of the afternoon. There was talk of hanging around for another couple of hours, and then maybe going to a bar.
“Erm,” I said, becoming increasingly self-conscious as my energy levels subsided, “Any chance of me getting my clothes back.”
“Ha,” Martha said, “After all the effort we went to getting them off of you?”
“What effort?” I almost shouted.
“Your right,” Sue agreed, “You did give in rather easily…”
I gave her a slap in the arm.
“Anyway,” Tan said, putting an arm around my waist. It was a strange sensation having a friend I’ve known for a couple of years hugging my naked body.
“Anyway,” she restarted, “I prefer her this way.”
“Me too,” Kathy agreed.
“All in favour?” Martha said, raising her hand. The rest joined her.
“No!” I protested, “Whether I’m dressed or not is not subject to a vote!”
“Motion carried,” Martha continued, ignoring me.
“Sorry, babe,” Tan said, and gave my waist a squeeze with her hand. It felt quite nice…
“Oh yeah?” I said, and I twisted to face her and draped my arms around her neck. She looked down at my breasts. I turned my head to Sue. “Let’s see what your girlfriend thinks of this,” I said to her, and I pulled Tan closer towards me and pressed my lips to hers.