On a cool and sunny Saturday evening, A young Stephanie Graham, age 17, lies peacefully and heavily asleep on the bed. It was almost 4pm, she wakes up after a long nap observing the setting sunlit room caused by the window blinds, she was on a white camisole and some shorts. Her facial expression suddenly changes as she suspects something odd, she sharply turns her head to the left bedside focusing on the time of her alarm clock placed there indicating 3:47pm.
"Fuck!... I overslept" She reacted then whispered.
Stephanie slowly sat up by the edge of the bed. She gets on her feet and sluggishly paces to the bathroom. She pulls off her clothing and heads for the shower place to take a light warm shower. She gently rubs every corner of her body with a bar soap. She isn't bothered using a sponge. Her favorite part of washing was her deep oval bellybutton. She gently fingers it like she's giving a light massage as it is a bit sensitive
Stephanie had taken her time in the shower, she gets out of the shower place, wraps her towel around her body and heads to the wardrobe of her bedroom. She opens it and randomly select a set of black colored undergarment and dressings on the hanger which consists of a light material white long sleeved button up shirt with thin black vertical stripes designs on it and low waist black skinny jeans and places them on the bed.
Moments later Stephanie had put on her undergarments and jeans, she picks up her shirt on the bed. She realizes something was missing which turns out to be her under shirt. She walks to her wardrobe to get one. She is about to put it on but halts and gazes on both the undershirt and her shirt she is holding then wondered if she could wear the shirt with an undershirt or not as she goes a deep state of thought. She's willing to give it a try.
Finally, she's now fully dressed even put on her make up and for the first time of her whole teenage lifestyle. Giving in to the temptation, she wears the shirt without an undershirt the shirt appears to be fitting but slightly short and still unbuttons it at the top to reveal her upper chest only to look cool which was never her thing. She also puts on a pair of white snickers and a black face cap. It appears she is going out for the day, stares and observes her hair at the mirror which she then brushes her long wavy dark hair.
Moments later an orange vintage dodge challenger arrives and parks at the front of her house. A long loud horn honk can be heard outside prompting Stephanie to rush towards her window. She observes the car and notices that its Matt who is the driver and also her friend and also her crush who had come to pick her up. She was shocked to find out about this then she rushed to grab the necessary things she needed for her outing like her wallet, her Bluetooth earphone and make up kits. She takes one last look at her her appearance at the mirror before heading out the door.
The moment she locks her bedroom door, she touches her pockets like she's missing something which urges her to go back to her bedroom.
"Shit! My phone" She whispered.
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Alvinophilia
Short StoryPlease if you're not a fan of navel fetishism, don't read this story. Please harsh comments and foul words will not by any means be tolerated and do not report. I hope you all would understand. Thank you