I could tell that he was surprised as I walked out of the bathroom.

For one thing, he didn’t know I was there. To be fair, I didn’t know he was back from work yet. Not that him being there bugged me all that much. It was his place, after all.

It was his fault. He’s the one who had given me a key for emergencies. Well, the insane record breaking temperatures outside were an emergency, especially when my place didn’t even have air conditioning. So I let myself into his nice and climate controlled bachelor pad, then immediately hit the shower because I was drenched in sweat from the heat during my trip over to his place.

As a tomboy, I’m no stranger to sweat, but it’s usually to sweat I had an active part in creating. Not this shit where it’s too hot to move but you’re still sweating buckets.

So he was right to be surprised when I walked out of his shower. I wasn’t supposed to be there.

Of course, it might have been that I was naked too.

It’s not like I was going to put my old clothes back on. They were… moist. They were still sitting in a pile on his bathroom floor. I would have used his laundry hamper in there, but my stuff and his mingling together in there just seemed too… well, intimate.

I did have a towel around my shoulders. It wasn’t even hanging in a way to cover my breasts in a somewhat tasteful manner. The towel just kind of hung beside them, almost highlighting them. And of course he could see far more than that anyway if he cared to look down a little bit.

For the record, he did care. I don’t think he did it purposely. But when a naked girl walks out of your bathroom you can’t help but stare and be drawn to certain parts of her. I didn’t mind that he looked, to be honest. I did kind of owe him. I had turned up the AC after I got there, slammed a cold beer from his fridge to replenish my fluids, and then taken a really hot shower for too long of a time. But I was planning on imposing on his hospitality even more than that.

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This isn't necessarily anything all that new from me, as this is similar to other stories I've told before. The circumstances are just a little bit different and perhaps the execution. But maybe it still makes for a fun variation on the same theme?

Speaking of variation, I've included two different endings to choose from. The first one has the tomboy and her friend pretty openly falling for each other, which tends to be how I like it. But I also thought it might work for the tomboy to maintain a certain amount of coolness to their relationship as the story ends. Or at least the appearance thereof. If anyone wants to record this, choose whatever ending you want, or make your own. Anything in this script, including the title and the tags can be changed as you wish.

I welcome comments, but please don't tag others in your comments. And thank you for reading :)