Chapter Two

Betsy awoke groggily, her head pounding from a brilliant hangover. She sat up, but then thought better of it as her stomach began churning with nausea. After a few moments of lying with her eyes closed, she ventured to open them again. Immediately, she realized that she was not in her bed, or her own clothes. She wore a man's button down shirt and a pair of thong underwear, which thankfully were hers. Her heart raced with panic. Where was she? What had she done? Her clothes were strewn across the floor. The door was open slightly and she could hear someone humming from the other room.

Betsy climbed out of bed and walked silently to the door, forgetting her state of undress. She peeked through the open door and saw Joel standing in the kitchen. Suddenly the previous night's events flooded back to her with a mixture of frustration and relief. She stuck her head out of the door and called out to Joel.

Joel spun around at her voice and grinned. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. Get back in bed."

"The food smells great. What's for breakfast?" Betsy said, still hiding behind the door.

"The perfect breakfast to fight a hangover: scrambled eggs with cheese, with bacon and toast. Do you want apple juice or orange juice?"

"Apple, please."

"Okay. Now get your butt back in bed." Joel said, waving her away with his spatula.

Betsy smiled in spite of herself. She was relieved that things were okay with Joel. Going over the previous night's events, she climbed back into bed and covered herself with the warm blankets. The image of Joel popped into her head and she thought about what had almost happened the night before. Before she could stop herself, she remembered how great he had been in bed when they had dated. She felt herself growing aroused again and tried to force the thoughts out of her head. Now's not the time to think about these things, she thought. After a few minutes. Joel came into the room carrying a tray of food. Betsy couldn't help but notice how good he looked in his sweatpants and tight fitting t-shirt.

Joel set the tray on her lap and took a cup of coffee off of it before sitting on the edge of the bed facing her. A look of concern came over his face.

"Are you okay? Did you sleep alright last night?" Joel asked.

"Yea. It took me a while to remember where I was and what happened last night." Betsy forced a smile on her face. "Thank you for taking care of me. And I am sorry for being such an idiot."

"No, don't say that. I really don't mind at all. Besides, it was a nice compliment to know that you still find me attractive." Joel replied. She noticed that his eyes drifted down her body until they rested on her chest. She looked down and realized that her shirt was unbuttoned quite a bit. Joel could clearly see her bare breast and hard nipple. She looked back up at him and he blushed, embarrassed at being caught. "Sorry. Not often that I have a half-naked woman in my bed."

Betsy laughed, blushing slightly as well. She quickly buttoned her shirt. "I rather doubt that. Besides, it's not like you haven't seen them before anyway."

"It's been a while." Betsy looked down and noticed a slight bulge in his cotton pants. She looked away. She began eating the food in front of her while Joel sipped his coffee. Every so often, she felt his eyes on her, checking out her body. She tried to push the thoughts away. They made small talk while she ate.

When she had finally cleared her plate, Betsy sighed contently. "Thank you so much for the food."

"My pleasure."

What are we doing today?"vvBetsy asked.

"Well, I am taking you out on the town today. It's beautiful outside and I need to cheer you up. What would you like to see?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen much of the downtown area yet. How about we go there?"

"Great. I know the perfect place for us to get dinner. You should get dressed. Did you want to take a shower first?"

Betsy looked at him, wondering if there was any double meaning to his words. Then, she crinkled her nose at him. "I think I shouldn't probably clean up before you take me out. I still feel gross from last night. I feel like tequila is coming out of my pores."

"Sounds good. But there is something I have been wanting all morning that I just have to do before you get in the shower." Joel got a mischievous look in his eyes as he spoke. Betsy looked at him for a split second before she realized what he was saying.

"No! You can't!" Betsy said, trying to hide under the blankets. She threw a pillow at Joel before ducking under the blanket. Without a word, Joel threw back the covers and jumped on top of her. Betsy yelled for him to stop as he began tickling her all over. She squirmed beneath him but could not throw off his weight. She laughed uncontrollably as he continued to tickle.

He suddenly got off of her and she thought it was over. She gasped for air between laughter. Then she felt his hands grab and lift her petite frame off the bed. Before she knew it, she was over his shoulder as he carried her through the room. At that moment, Betsy remembered that she was wearing only a thong beneath the shirt.

Joel carried her into the bathroom and put her back down on her feet. He looked down at her with a huge grin on his face. She looked into his eyes, panting for breath from the exertion and excitement. They stood there, silently, looking into one another's eyes for a moment. Betsy felt the warmth spreading from her heart to between her legs.

"You have to leave so I can get in the shower." Betsy said, in a mockingly stern voice. Joel playfully pouted and then turned to leave. Betsy turned to open the shower curtain. Joel smacked her on the ass before ducking out of the bathroom, laughing as he went.

"Bastard!" Betsy yelled at him. She closed the door and leaned against it. Her nipples were fully erect beneath her shirt. The tingle from her Joel's handprint on her ass spread to her clit. She slid a hand down between her legs and stroked her clit briefly. Wishing she had more time to finish, Betsy sighed and started the water for her shower.