


✨ Storytime ✨ Part 1/5 . It was early morning. I figured I was the only one awake at such a premature hour, so I didn’t need to fully clothe myself as I snuck off to the bathroom. Sure enough, there was no one to be seen as I slipped down the hallway of the guest house in nothing but my pink boy-shorts. It had been a big night the night before. A wedding. So many new faces had passed before my eyes amidst glasses of champagne and a whirlwind of dancing. Many of those new faces must be now buried in pillows somewhere in this house, sleeping off the shenanigans - like I should be. I hadn’t bothered to shut the bathroom door and was washing my hands when I felt it - that unmistakable sensation of being watched. I paused momentarily, goosebumps appearing on my naked torso. I resisted the urge to immediately cover my exposed breasts. Then I looked up, and made eye contact with you.