Born Beautiful

Lori's fingers reached for the buttons on her blouse, undoing them one at a time. "I just want to be appreciated," she grinned, turning in slow circles and gracefully moving her body to a rhythm only she could hear. "You appreciate me, don't you?"

"Um, yes." More than she wanted to, Gwen realized. She started blushing. Damn it, Lori was good at this—which was bad for Gwen. "Sit down, Lori."

"It's been a while since I've been with another woman, you know," Lori teased, tossing her blouse on the floor and sliding her skirt up with her hands. "You like women, too, don't you?"

"Yes, but, um, we're roommates, and that would just make things awkward between us, and ..." Gwen hurriedly pulled her book over the crotch of her pajamas and tried to take her eyes off of Lori's beautiful curves.

"Gwen, I'm just playing," Lori said warmly, still dancing sexily as she swung her C-cup bra around her head and tossed it across the room. "Come on and dance with me, pretty lady."

Gwen's heart rate rose, for a different reason this time. "No, that's not a good idea," she said desperately. It was true that her good looks were pointed out to her by strangers on what felt like a regular basis, and even she couldn't deny that she had a gorgeous figure, but the last thing Gwen wanted to do right now was stand up and flaunt anything she had to her flatmate. "Please, Lori, just go change your clothes and let me get to my room. I don't feel good." Despite her near-panic, her last sentence was a lie; her breasts were tingling with growing desire, her underwear was dampening, and her --

"Come on!" Lori laughed, grabbing Gwen's hands and pulling her off the couch. "Have some fun once in a --" She suddenly looked down as Gwen's book fell to the floor, and her eyes went wide. "Holy ..."

"I asked you not to do this!" Gwen screamed, turning as fast as she could and putting both hands over her crotch. "Jesus, why can't you listen?"