My eyes slowly started to open as I could feel a beam of light on my face. Soon I opened my eyes before putting my hand above my eyes to block off the light. I realized it was the sun coming through drapes that I didn't recognize. I quickly sat up looking around the bedroom I was in but nothing was familiar.
"What the hell?" I said softly as I continued to scan the room.
I started to feel cold when I looked down seeing that I was completely naked. I started to panic as I looked around the room but couldn't find my clothes anywhere. I pulled the sheet up to cover me when I heard a groan coming from beside me followed by some snoring. I slowly turned my head wondering who was lying next to me but breathed a sigh of relief when I saw my boyfriend Chris laying on his stomach, naked as well. I watched his body rise every time he took a breath before shaking my head and looked around the room again.
"What the hell happened last night?" I whispered to myself
I tried to pull up the sheet to cover myself as I started to get out of the bed when I was overtaken by one of those wonderful side effects of having too much to drink, when my head started pounding so hard I could hardly see. The room then started spinning when I decided the best thing to do was to lie back down on the bed for a little while. I closed my eyes hoping that would stop the spinning that was going on.
"How much did you let me drink last night Chris?" I said to myself knowing I wouldn't get an answer.
I lay in bed for a few minutes when my head stop spinning and decided to make another attempt to get off the bed while holding the sheet. Then another one of those wonderful moments struck, I immediately covered my mouth, ran around the foot of the bed and into the bathroom. After making sure that whatever was in my stomach wasn't there anymore, I leaned against the wall I was sitting by and tried to catch my breath. I started shivering on the floor looking around to see if there was something in this bathroom that I could use to cover myself up. I saw a bit towel on the towel rack, pulled it down and wrapped it around myself. The pounding in my head started to come back, not as bad as before, but still there as leaned my head against the wall. I started to feel better when there was a knock on the doorframe but I couldn't see who was knocking.
"Who's there?" I said covering up more and bringing my legs up to my chest.
"It's just me Christine," came the voice from around the corner.
"Of course it is. Who else would it be?" he said with a little chuckle. "Are you decent?"
I looked down at myself and sighed a bit.
"I'm naked if that is what you want to know, however I did find a towel to cover myself with so guess as decent as I am going to get," I said sighing.
I heard a chuckle from around the corner.
"Hold on a second."
I heard a closet door opening, followed by dresser drawer opening and closing. Mick then came into the bathroom with some clothes he put on the counter.
"Why don't you put these on and I will wait out here until you are ready," Mick said leaving the bathroom.
I got up grabbing the shirt he brought in which looked like a long sleep shirt. I quickly put that on as I tossed the towel on the floor before putting the sweats on and sitting back down on the bathroom floor.
"OK I guess I am decent now."
Mick came in with a smirk on his face but was also carrying a bottle of water with some Tylenol which he put on the bathroom counter. He walked to where I was sitting, turned around and slid down the wall sitting next to me.
"Wow you look like shit," he said laughing.
I gave him one of those grins before looking away.
"Quite a night last night wasn't it?"
"I guess you could say that."
"You don't remember anything do you?" Mick said looking at me moving some hairs from my face.
"No I don't, Mick or at least right now I don't," I said as I put my head on his shoulder.
We sat there in silence for a little while before Mick got up, turned around and lifted me up by my shoulders. I was a little shaky as he grabbed me making sure to steady me before something happened.
"Sorry, got up a little too fast."
Mick smiled and nodded before kissing me on the forehead. He reached behind me flushing the toilet and putting the lid down so I could sit down.
"I think you will live," he said laughing a little bit before going to the linen closet and pulling out a few towels.
"When you feel up to it, there is water and Tylenol on the counter for you but, remember to drink the water that will help you out. You are free to take a shower which I think will also make you feel better. I have a pot of coffee brewing downstairs in the kitchen so when you are ready just come downstairs."
He smiled at me and I smiled back at him as he started to leave the bathroom
"Thank you Mick," I said smiling.
"You're welcome sweetie like I said just come downstairs when you are ready," Mick said smiling and closing the bathroom door.
I stood up holding onto the counter for support as I felt a little lightheaded again, swearing at myself for getting up to fast again. I grabbed the water on the counter drinking almost half the bottle without stopping but it felt good. I then took two Tylenol drinking more water and started to feel better. I put the towel back on the rack before turning the shower on. I took my clothes off and got into the shower letting the warm water cascade over my body which felt wonderful especially with my muscles now loosening up. I stood under the water with my forehead against the wall just relaxing when I finally decided to wash my face before starting on the rest of my body. About 10 minutes lately I stepped out of the shower grabbing a towel, wrapping it around my body and looked in the mirror at myself. I didn't look as bad as I did earlier but still had my bloodshot eyes and color was returning to my face now. I found a comb on the counter using it to get the knots out of my hair before taking off my towel and putting it on the toilet seat. I stood there looking at the mirror at my body which I thought was pretty for someone who has had two kids. I tried to stay in shape for myself, Chris and my kids and I was being successful. I had my flat stomach and pretty good ass if I do say myself. My blonde hair came down to my shoulders which I liked. The only thing I didn't like was my breast size, which I wished was a little bigger than my B cups. Hell my sister had C cup how they hell did I just end up with these? Ehh my boyfriend was happy with them so what the hell, it's not like I was going to go out and get implants but just one of those things I wish were a little bigger. I looked down and saw some fuzz coming come out around my pussy which means in about another couple weeks would have to get another wax but that wasn't big. Looking again, a 6 foot blonde with incredible ass that still looked damn good for being in my late 30's with two kids, I started smiling. I know people at the beach always gave me a second look so must be doing something right to get those looks. I put the clothes that Mick gave me back on and opened the bathroom door starting to laugh a little bit. There was Chris laying buck naked on the bed and his white ass turned to me. I always gave Chris shit about his white ass because he was tanned everywhere else but there. I mentioned about going to a tanning salon to get that taken care of or going to a nude beach but he always struck down those ideas because someone could see him. So when he would walk around the house naked, I would sometimes laugh just seeing that white ass. I watched him for a little while before walking out of the bedroom to the top of the stairs.
"Do you have some toothpaste and toothbrush I could borrow?"
"Sure thing hon, look under the counter there should be some toothbrushes down there unopened and just use my toothpaste on the counter in there."
I walked back to the bathroom where I found the toothbrushes and brushed my teeth. After all this I felt like a new woman, especially different from what I felt like this morning except I still had a dull ache in my head but nothing you couldn't put up with. I came out of the bedroom again, putting the sheet on Chris kissing him on the cheek before grabbing the towels from the bathroom. I looked at Chris again who was still sound asleep on the bed before leaving and closing the bedroom door. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where I saw Mick reading the paper and having a cup of coffee at the breakfast bar.
"Is there somewhere I could put these Mick?" I said showing him the towels that I had.
"Sure thing just put them in the washer in the laundry room there behind you through the kitchen. You can also check on your dress to see if it's dry yet. Then as you come back, why don't you get yourself a cup of coffee and join me in the living room."
I nodded toward Mick as I went into the laundry room putting the towels in the washer before turning around and seeing my black dress hanging in the room. It felt dry to me as I left the laundry room to get a cup of coffee before going to the living room and sitting down. I slowly sipped my coffee as I put my feet under me on the couch when I looked at Mick.
"Much better thank you. I'm sorry for causing that trouble."
"Ah it's no problem hon, what are friends for?'
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