Days in the Dorm
Comfortably Nude
While she sits there doing her hair you slip up to a sitting position and get comfortable to openly watch what she is doing. You don't try and make noise, but simply sit there and wait for the right moment or for her to look your way. In the mean time you enjoy watching her beautiful hourglass form sitting there.
She finishes combing her hair and goes back to working on her make-up. In doing so she raises a small mirror up to look closer at some of her work, this also seems to allow her to catch a glimpse of you. She whips her head around and looks directly at you, with her face still torn between surprise and anger. You hope that the anger is from before.
You smile and say, "Good Morning."
She says nothing and turns back to finish her make-up. You aren't sure what to make of her reaction, so you just stay where you are and keep watching. She puts the mirror down and closes her lipstick with a loud snap. Without even looking at you again she stands and walks over to her dresser drawers in the wall. She quickly dresses, covering that great body and ending your show.
When she grabs her pack off her desk she glances back your way once more. Her face seems a little less hard this time and you risk it by speaking to her once more.
"Have a nice day, and thanks for the show. Very nice."
Again she says nothing and just turns to leave the room, closing the door behind her. You are puzzled by her reaction and tend to dwell on it half the time the rest of the day. The other half of the time you are still daydreaming about the beautiful body you got to see. Either way you find it hard to concentrate, so it's good you only had one class today and could spend the rest of the day at home.
She walks in and you look over at her. She smiles at you and drops her bag onto her desk before starting to peel off her clothing without hesitation. First her shirt, and then her pants. They both go flying into the hamper while she starts on her bra, exposing her huge tits for the first time in normal daylight that you have seen. She then quickly flips off her panties and renders herself completely naked again.
You sit there, nearly slack jawed, and stare at her beauty. She smirks and turns around to head over to her dresser drawers in the wall. You watch her perfect ass wiggle as she walks and manage to close your mouth before she turns back. She pulls out one of her long tee-shirts and slips it on, but doesn't bother to put on panties with it. Not that it really matters since the shirt is long enough to cover everything, but the idea of her being pantyless seems to be more exciting to you.
Walking over to sit at her desk she says, "I am so glad to finally find out you are not some kind of prude or freak or something and I can change in my own room without worrying about it."
"Well," you say with a smile. "I'm glad you are so comfortable with stripping down and changing in front of me. I rather enjoyed it."
She smirks and says. "Well, good. I'm glad. I guess." Although she then seems to become more uncomfortable the more she thinks about it. You quickly realize you need to do something or say something to break the tension.