So you decided to stay the night, and since we have a close platonic relationship, there should be no problems.
I know we're comfortable with each other, but I never expected you to leave the door wide open. Pure chance I was walking by.
I can't help but notice you as you step out of the shower.
I didn't linger and stare, but I couldn't keep myself from stealing a second look.
You tell me you hate your body, and that you're overweight.
But I don't care, you are ******* gorgeous! So so ****!
Your back was to me, but it was great looking, toes to your crown.
I also noticed your ******* briefly in the mirror, and... well, I wasn't displeased at all.
All this took three seconds before you noticed me.
You bashfully, yet not too hastily, covered yourself and apologized. I said I didn't mind, I was comfortable around you no matter what.
You hit the sack a little while later, I did too.
But don't think I didn't think about it.