[Kathy and Samantha, part 3, breakfast.] [Please see then end of this story for what have should have been part1!]
Samantha, still in her robe, had started coffee brewing, and was searching the cabinets for food when Kathy entered the kitchen.
Sam turned to her and said, "Hey."
Kathy was in her t-shirt and had her pants on, holding them up with a hand.
"Have you lost weight?" Sam asked.
"I think," Kathy said. "And I couldn't find my belt."
"Why don't you take them off?" Sam said.
"Hmm? Oh," Kathy replied. "Ah, I can't."
"You can't?" Sam said. "Why not? It's not like I'd mind."
"Yeah, but..." Kathy said, looking down and taking a sip of coffee.
"Oh," Sam said. "No undies!"
Kathy blushed and sipped again.
"So what," Sam declared.
"Well," Kathy murmured. "I just..."
Samantha let it go for a minute. She then got up and returned with the coffee and filled her mug. "More?" she asked Kathy.
"Sure," Kathy said looking up. Sam filled Kathy's mug, holding her robe closed with her other hand. "We've been dressing and undressing and washing together for the last three days. It's not like I'd see anything new." She returned the pot and turned back, adjusting the robe before sitting down.
Kathy just gave her a "Well this is different," look.
Sam sipped and then said smugly but smiling, "Go on and put a pair of panties on."
Smiling back, Kathy got up, holding her pants up as she left.
After a few minutes Sam muttered, "What's taking so long," and got up and followed.
In the den Kathy was pant-less and pantie-less and bent over her pack rummaging trough it, pulling stuff out.
"Ahem," Sam said.
Kathy jerked up and turned. "You startled me."
"Did you look in the bathroom?" Sam asked. Her eyes involuntarily looking down at Kathy's dark pubic hair for a second.
"But I've some clean one's in here somewhere!" Kathy said and turned and bent down to her pack again. "Here they are," she said after a second. She stood up and presented them to Sam. She then walked past Sam and back into the kitchen.
Sam followed Kathy's naked behind just showing a bit below her t-shirt.
In the kitchen, Kathy stepped into her panties and pulled them up. She turned to Sam and smoothed them out. "Ah," she said. "They still fit." She stepped over to the table and picked up her coffee.
"Well," Kathy went on. "What about you? Go naked indeed." She looked Sam up and down.
Samantha was holding her robe closed tightly, her hands over her breasts. Sam blushed and walked back into the den.
Kathy put down her coffee and went after Sam. Sam was standing in front of the window again.
"Sam," Kathy gently called, going to her. She lay her hands on Sam's shoulder. "What is it?" She gently pulled Sam to turn her around and the lower half of the robe opened.
"Oh," Kathy said. "You're still naked underneath."
"Sorry," Sam said.
"Don't be sorry, Sam," Kathy said. "You know I like looking." And Kathy gazed down at Sam as she pushed the robe back, holding it open on Sam's hips. "It's cute," Kathy said.
"That's what you said about my boobs," Sam laughed.
"Those too!" Kathy said.
"You want we should just go around naked?" Sam asked.
"Well, why not?" Kathy said and she stepped back, pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. She put them on the table and then pulled off her t-shirt and did the same. Then she simply walked back into the kitchen.
Sitting casually at the kitchen table, her legs crossed, sipping her coffee, Kathy watched Sam, still robed but with it wide open, come in and go to the stove.
"You're not naked," Kathy said drawing out the words.
"Not while I'm cooking," Sam replied.
"There's an apron over there," Kathy said.
"Oh," Sam said, seeing the dark-blue apron hanging on the wall near by. With her back to Kathy she lifted it over her, wrapped the cord around her waist and tied it in front. She then came over to the table and carefully placed her robe on the back of the chair. When she went back to the stove her backside was completely naked.
"Very cute!" Kathy said staring. Sam grinned and glanced quickly at Kathy and then went back to the pan of eggs she was cooking.
"Very funny," Said said making the final turning of her scrambled eggs. Just after she scooped the eggs onto plates she scratched her buttocks before bringing the plates to the table.
"Don't you think I didn't notice that," Kathy said taking her plate.
"What?" Sam said, getting comfortable in her chair. After settling in to eat she pulled up the top of her apron higher over her cleavage.
They ate in silence, coyly watching each other. Kathy seemed to enjoy her large breasts hanging down near her eggs. Sam occasionally having to pull up the apron as it slid down her breasts from time to time.
When a piece of egg fell off Sam's fork an into her apron Kathy let out a surprised laugh. "You did that on purpose," she accused Sam.
"Did not," Sam protested, digging her hand down in between her breasts. She was having trouble finding it.
"Need some help," Kathy snickered.
Sam ending up with the apron pulled down and her breasts completely uncovered before she picked up the yellow blob in her fingers. She grinned at Kathy as she pushed it into her mouth.
"Tasty?" Kathy giggled.
"Mmmm, hmmm," Sam said, licking her finger and going back to finish her eggs, before pulling the apron back over her breasts.
"That's interesting," Kathy said after a moment.
"What? Still with my boobs?" Sam said.
"I've already told you I like them," Kathy said. "And I'm staring as your nipples are showing behind the apron."
"They are?" Sam asked, looking down. "Um..." she said. "There they go again. It's your fault. Stop staring at them." Sam feigned disinterest and finished eating her eggs. "You done?" she asked, standing up.
"No," Kathy laughed and then said, "Oh. The eggs. Yes."
Kathy held up her plate and Sam slowly leaned forward to take it. She then turned to the counter and bent in to put them in the sink. She then stood still for a minute, lowering a hand to rub her bottom.
"I'm watching," Kathy sang out.
"I knew," Sam sang back, stepping to the apron hanger. She slowly untied it and lifted it off. She put it in place and casually turned around and stepped back to the table and sat. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts and asked, "What now?"
Kathy leaned her face in her hands and gazed longingly at Sam, saying, "They're still poking out, you know."
"Well," Sam said, placing her hands on the table and leaned forward. "That's because you keep staring at them." She glanced down at them and jutted her chest forward. "What do you want to do? Sit here staring at my nipples all day?"
"It's a thought," Kathy said. "But maybe we should clean up?" She stood up and pushed the chair in.
Sam just glanced once between Kathy's legs before getting up. "I'll clean up here," she said, turning to the sink and running the tap.
Sam glanced behind her. Kathy was still standing there. "What are you..." she started and absentmindedly touched her bottom again.
"That was it," Kathy said. "I'll straighten up the den." Sam turned back smiling to the dishes. When she finished, she dried her hands and left the kitchen.
In the den Kathy had straightened everything up. Their clothes neatly folded on the table, packs fully packed. Kathy was kneeling next to hers finishing up, still naked, when she looked up at Sam standing near.
Sam stood straight, her hands behind her. Her nipples noticeably back to normal.
"Hey," Kathy said, and she lifted one leg up before her and pushed up. Sam glanced away and stepped to the couch, sitting with her feet up and holding her knees tight.
"Missed a nice crotch shot," Kathy said going over and sitting beside, her legs crossed and leaning back.
"I peeked a little," Sam said looking at Kathy. "I saw enough... to peak my interest."
"Enough peeking for today," Kathy said. "How about going for a walk. It's nice outside."
[Chapter One of the friends Kathy and Samantha (Sam) in which they] [come to a friend's cabin after two days hiking/camping.]
"Yes!" Samantha said swinging the flashlight across a couch adorned with pillows before a low table in the room, shining then on a passage to a small kitchen and then on two doors to their right. Sam dropped her pack beside the table and put away the flashlight. Some light was coming in from a large window and their eyes adjusted to the darkness. "This should be a cool place, don't you think?"
"I hope so," Kathy said, dropping her pack against the wall.
"Sure it will," Sam said and she sat down on the couch and began taking off her boots.
"I am so tired," Kathy said and slumped down next to Sam.
"Me too. Let's just sack out for a while." Sam pushed her boots aside and stood and got out of her shirt. "Come on and get out of your clothes, girl," she said pulling down her pants.
Kathy started unbuttoning her shirt. "I am so tired," she said.
Sam stepped out of her pants, placed them and her shirt on the table and stepped over to Kathy. "Let me help," she said.
Kathy pushed her legs out and leaned back. Sam squatted and took Kathy's boots off, then reached up and unbuttoned Kathy's pants and tugged down the zipper. Kathy lifted up and Sam pulled her pants down, standing to pull them all the way off, tossing them on the table.
Kathy sat up on the couch and Sam sat down beside her, helping to pull Kathy's shirt off. Kathy swung her legs up on the couch and leaned against Sam's shoulder.
"I'm so tired," Kathy said again.
Sam lifted an arm up and turned to Kathy. Kathy practically fell into Sam's lap, resting her cheek against Sam's stomach.
"Mmmm," Kathy sighed. "I feel much better."
"Me too," Sam said. She cradled Kathy's head in her lap and caressed her hair.
"Let's just stay like this," Kathy whispered.
"Okay," Sam replied.
The light from the windows faded almost completely but the night sky was bright. After some time Sam whispered down to Kathy, "It's getting cold."
"Hmmm?" Kathy whispered back.
"Are you cold?" Sam asked.
"A little. You?"
"Yes," she whispered.
Kathy sat up. "Let's both lie down," she said.
Sam lay back and pulled her legs up, laying them beside Kathy's.
Kathy lay down across Sam.
"Wait," Sam said. "I need a pillow."
Kathy leaned up and Sam twisted around and adjusted one of the pillows and then lay back down.
"That's better," Sam said. Kathy lay back down over her. Sam embraced her and rubbed her hands on Kathy's back. Kathy snuggled her head above Sam's shoulder, a cheek against Sam's ear.
"Warm now?" Kathy asked.
"Yes," Sam answered. "You?"
"Sure."
"You don't sound too convincing."
"I'm fine, really."
"Okay," Sam said and she rubbed Kathy's back for awhile, ending up with her hands on Kathy's behind.
"Mmmm," Kathy sighed.
"You don't mind?" Sam asked.
"No," Kathy whispered in Sam's ear. Her hands were on Sam's shoulder and she squeezed Sam tight in her arms.
After awhile they fell asleep like that.