The Chain (A Catherine Diary) - Stamfield. Complete

Chapter 50

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The room didn't quite match the personality I had attributed to her. The walls were painted bright yellow, I had imagined a darker color, they were plain, no poster, no pictures, just a single green wall clock adorned the wall, in fact it was the only piece of adornment in the whole room. As I looked around, apart from her bed, a double freestanding cupboard and a tall chest of drawers were the only items that were visible. It had clearly been cleaned recently, the carpet was a cheap brown coarse carpet, that can be found in any carpet shop as their budget brand. Her bed was a single and containing covers which were the matching yellow of the wall. There was a lingering fresh smell of her hair spray and the room was exceedingly warm.

'Don't sit on the bed with your wet clothes', she said, opening her cupboard and pulling out a thin short dressing gown with an oriental print on it.

I moved to the radiator to see if it could dry off my jeans, I felt it tentatively, it was warm. I turned my back to it and leant my bum on it. I looked up and was surprised to see Susan had removed her dress and was pulling down her knickers, Jack had removed his shirt and was pulling down his jeans. I was stunned, I couldn't stop my eyes flicking from Jack's muscular chest to Susan pert buttocks.

Susan whipped off her g-string, then turned to me smiled and walked in my direction.

'Can you help me with my bra?', she said arriving a step away from me and turning around. I stepped up to her nervously and used both hands to unclip her brazier. She flinched at my touch, 'your hands are cold........ thanks', she pulled the straps off her arms, then turned back to me and started placing her clothes on the radiator. 'You had better get your clothes off too'

I looked past her at Jack, he was standing with his back to me naked, hanging his jeans over the door of the cupboard. He then turned and as much as I fought against it my eyes fell down to his naked penis, which hung proudly between his legs. I turned my head abruptly, to avoid being caught watching, then made the rapid decision to follow suit. After all Jack had already seen me naked and the two of them were standing there naked themselves.

I kicked off my trainers, undid my jeans and peeled them down, awkwardly pulling them off. I stood up with my jeans in my hand, wondering what to do with them and quickly decided to put them on the other door of Susan's cupboard. As I began to move Jack walked towards me, I tried to keep my eyes focused on the cupboard. Susan walked past him in the opposite direction, as she passed he gave her a light slap on her buttocks, which she just smiled at.

'I'll hang those up for you', Jack said standing there naked.

'Thanks', I said placing them in his open hand. I could see Susan crouched down to the bottom drawer, retrieving a towel as I turned and retreated quickly to the radiator. I peeled off my t-shirt and hung it on the radiator. Susan was drying herself off, Jack was again walking back to me with his t-shirt, boxer shorts and socks in his hands. I moved to the side to give him room, as I took down my knickers.

'You need help with your bra', Susan asked.

I looked up at her, my eyes roaming her stunning body as I did, wondering why she wasn't doing modeling, she certainly had the figure for it, I thought enviously.

I nodded and turned my back to her. She handed the towel to Jack, brushed my hair over my shoulder and unclipped my brazier, I was about to do the rest to remove it, when Susan took a step towards me, so her nipples touched my back and helped me slip it off.

Susan leant her head over me, 'you have stunning breasts', she said, cupping her hand under one, 'what size are they?'

I coughed out, so my words wouldn't stutter. 'I think I'm a 32D'

'And your skin is so smooth and dark', she said rubbing her other hand down my arm, 'how often do you use a sun bed'

'I don't'

'I knew it was natural', Jack exclaimed, excited as though he had just passed a test. 'She's got a sexy body, hasn't she'.

For a second I thought he was talking to me about Susan, I was about to answer when Susan did.

'She has, I'm almost jealous', she said releasing my bra and stepping away from me. There was no cynicism in her answer and I wondered how she could think I had a nice body, when hers were so stunning.

'You want me to dry you off', Jack asked, his cheeky grin returning.

'No, I'm fine', I replied and could not hold back my smile at his audacity.

He handed me the towel and walked over to the bed where Susan was seated cross legged.

I placed my knickers, which were still in my hand on the radiator and started drying myself.

'So, who gets to wear this', Jack said referring to the dressing gown laid on the bed.

'The most prudish', Susan replied.

I looked in their direction and they were both looking at me with joking smiles on their faces, Jack held the dressing gown in the air.