(continued from Lauren's Story - Chapter 3)...

That was probably the longest shower she had ever taken, using at least a half a bottle of shampoo and conditioner. But throughout the shower she kept thinking back to what had happened with Sarah. Was it weird that she actually kind of enjoyed it? Was it strange that she wanted to see what some of her other things she saw felt like? She was starting to feel conflicted and a little dirty, when her phone buzzed. It was a text message from Sarah.
"Did you get back ok? The rain was really coming down. If we had known we would have had you stay for a while."
"I got back but it's a story you are going to want to hear."
"Can't wait. I just sent you a couple videos for your entertainment. We will talk more later."
With that message, Lauren had several videos come across her phone. The first one was the video Lauren recorded when the delivery guy hit Sarah with the pie. It made Lauren laugh, especially with the knowledge of what was happening later.
The second video was Lauren putting a pie in Sarah's face. Lauren didn't realize that James was filming. She hoped she didn't do anything too embarrassing. Sarah was already a mess, but that pie took it to another level. Lauren giggled as she watched.
And then a third video appeared...she didn't know what this one was, but quickly figured it out. It was Sarah hitting Lauren with a pie. The video immediately reminded Lauren of the sensation and feeling of everything on her skin and clothes.
As Lauren sat on her bed, wearing nothing but a towel, watching a pie get smashed in her face, she instinctively reached over to her nightstand and pulled out her "little toy." She was already on her way but this little bit would make sure of it. She didn't understand why watching the video made her feel that way but her free hand touching her breasts where the cream and chocolate had fallen onto was definitely making things happen.
It didn't take too much longer for Lauren to finish and she laid her wet hair back onto the pillow and quickly fell asleep. She woke up around 3 am just absolutely starving. It was weird but then she realized that in all the commotion she never ate dinner. Still in her towel, she walked out to the kitchen to look for some late night snack food.
She laughed when she opened the fridge and the first thing she saw was her can of whipped cream and bottle of chocolate syrup. On particularly rough days she would treat herself to an ice cream sundae. Thinking back to her long walk home, she decided that was enough to account for a rough day. She pulled out the vanilla ice cream from the freezer and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet.
She was pretty hungry, so it was going to be a 3 scoop meal. Once the scoops were in the bowl, she got out the rest of her sundae ingredients: the whipped cream, chocolate syrup, cherries, and of course, sprinkles. Sure she was almost 30 but she could still act like a kid sometimes. She sprayed the bowl full of whipped cream, poured on the chocolate, and topped it with sprinkles and the cherry on top.
Lauren sat down at her kitchen bar, grabbed a spoon, and started to dig in. "That might have been too much whipped cream," she thought as she dipped her spoon into the bowl. After two spoonful's of almost all cream, she got up and pulled the chocolate syrup back out of the fridge, pouring more into her bowl. "Have to even it out..."
The next spoonful was a heaping scoop of cream and chocolate. The chocolate was dripping off of the spoon and as Lauren opened her mouth, the sundae dripped down onto her towel. "What have I become?" She thought to herself.
She took another spoonful and managed to get all of it into her mouth. Honestly she was a bit disappointed in that effort, so she dropped her towel to the floor, leaned back on the bar stool, and lifted the bowl up to take another heaping scoop. This scoop was clearly not going to reach its intended destination as the chocolate started dripping down onto her naked breasts, as did the whipped cream, and the ice cream. The cold was quite a shock, but it definitely reminded her of earlier that evening.
Lauren scooped another spoonful out of the bowl and it ended with the same result, cream and chocolate dripping onto and in between her breasts. This was quickly getting out of hand. She took the bowl into the bathroom and stepped into the tub. Lauren sat her naked rear end down on the edge and leaned back out over the tub. She was about to pour the bowl out but quickly grabbed the cherry before it fell. She held it with her free hand and dumped the contents of the bowl onto her exposed chest. It splashed up onto her chin and down her stomach. Lauren took the cherry and ran it all over the messy parts of her body, then slowly ate it. She then took her hand and ran it all over those same areas, her breasts, her stomach, and ended up reaching down between her legs where everything was dripping down to. It wasn't long after that before she lost control and came again. "Wow. Twice in one night?" This was definitely out of the ordinary.

When she woke up in the morning, she remembered what had happened the previous night, primarily because she was completely naked, not how she usually slept. Then she got embarrassed recalling each thing that went on, especially the things she did to herself. She got up, threw on some clothes, and walked right to the fridge. She grabbed the whipped cream and chocolate syrup and threw them into the trash. "That should take care of that issue." Lauren was trying her best to deny what she had felt last night.
She had a quick smoothie for breakfast and headed to the gym. She did her best to avoid interacting with anyone working in the leasing office but Stephanie saw her and came bouncing over to her as she got on the treadmill. "Good morning boss!"
"Hi Stephanie," Lauren responded as she started to increase the speed on the treadmill to a slow jog.
"Did something weird happen yesterday afternoon?" Stephanie asked. "We had some people asking us if everything was ok after what they thought they saw yesterday."
Lauren's thoughts went to all sorts of different things, her "walk" in the rain last night, her sitting in the mud behind a bush..."What do you mean?"
"Well, we had two people ask about a man running from the office to his car yesterday afternoon. And then another person said they thought they saw the man hit someone that worked at the office."
Lauren wondered how much Sarah would be ok with her sharing. She decided to go with honesty (as long as it didn't involve her) and told Stephanie, "Sarah's boyfriend had a guy deliver a pie in the face to Sarah yesterday afternoon as a birthday surprise. Not sure why the guy ran off, probably scared for his life if Sarah didn't respond in a positive manner."
"That's pretty funny. I knew they used to be into that kind of thing, guess they still are."
Hoping the conversation was over, Lauren reached for her headphones to give Stephanie the idea.
"We also had the Cavanaughs report they saw someone running across the park area in the rain last night. Maybe it was a full moon last night?"
"Wow, that's crazy," Lauren replied.
"Donna thinks we might be able to get a shot of the person on our cameras. Do you want to check it out now or wait until Monday since you're off today?"
"Monday," Lauren was now completely nervous about what the video showed. She put her headphones on and started running to escape from that conversation.
She spent the rest of the day worrying about what was on that video. Nothing she did distracted her from the fear and embarrassment of what might be able to be seen. She feared the worst. It could cost her respect from her team and more importantly, her job. That was less than ideal. The night went in much the same manner. Tossing and turning meant basically no sleep. She couldn't do this for another day.
Lauren got up early the next morning and headed straight for the office. She sometimes did some work on Sunday when the office was closed, so it shouldn't raise any concerns if she was seen. Into the office, she went, closing the door behind her, and quickly logged into the security cameras on her computer.
It took a few minutes but she pulled up the cameras from Friday night. Most of the cameras were pointed toward parking lots and apartment buildings so she didn't see anything in those. She did see the couple that reported her, so that gave her an idea of the timeframe to search.
And there it was...one of the cameras pointed out from the office towards the grassy area she cut across. She saw her figure walking, in the heavy rain, in her work clothes. Panic set in. She saw the figure in the video slide down in the mud behind the row of bushes. She took a minute to pace around her office while the video played. How was she going to get out of this?
The security video showed the figure standing up and then walk across the area, before her poorly thought out sprint. Lauren did laugh when the footage showed her falling face first into the mud. The moves after that were out of range. "Ok, have to think through the calmly and logically."
Calm logic was escaping her at the moment. She decided to get some help. Lauren texted Sarah, "Hey, I know you're taking days off but on a personal level I could really use some help at the office. It has to do with the story I have to tell you. Let me know ASAP." And with that sent, she waited...
About 5 minutes later Sarah responded, "Is it ok if I just wear my workout clothes?"
"Definitely. That's what I'm wearing."
"Be there in 10 minutes."
The next 10 minutes seemed like an hour. Lauren debated about how much to tell Sarah, but in the end decided to tell her just about the walk back, leaving out everything that happened after that in her apartment. She continued to pace while waiting.
Finally, Sarah showed up. "Ok, what's going on?"
"Well, when I left your apartment Friday night, it was raining really hard..." Lauren shared the events of that fateful walk, including the parts where she fell in the mud.
"OMG. You had quite a messy night. I'm a little jealous." Sarah responded laughing at her boss.
"But that's not the bad part. The couple that saw me, reported it to the office on Saturday morning and Stephanie and Donna both want to look at the video to try and figure out what happened..."
"I assume you've looked at the video?"
"Take a look for yourself." And with that Lauren hit play on her computer.
"You were a mess...I can't believe you cut across the park...that was a slapstick fall if I've ever seen one..." Sarah's comments weren't really helping Lauren feel any better. "But if you hadn't told me your story I wouldn't have known it was you. It's not a big quality camera. The rain is coming down really hard, so the definition is even worse. I don't think you have anything to worry about. Just play it cool when you show it to other people."
"Are you sure? I'm really nervous about it."
"Yes, as long you don't make it a habit...but looking at you splash in that last puddle, I feel like you might be inclined to do that again? Did the earlier evening events make you want to do more?"
"Well..." Lauren had decided earlier that she wasn't going to talk about any of the things that went on after the walk in the rain..."I am curious about what you guys do. And I admit there were some enjoyable sensations from that experience, but I don't think that had anything to do with my walk home."
"Ok, I'll buy that," Sarah said, knowing full well by the look in Lauren's eyes that she was not telling the complete truth. "So you want to experience some other wet and messy things?"
"I'm conflicted, but part of me says yes. The logical adult in me is saying no."
"Always go with the side that says yes. The logical adult always misses out on the fun. What day are you off this week?"
"I'm off Thursday because I'm working Saturday morning to cover for Stephanie. She sent me an email asking for it off yesterday."
"Ok, I'll check with James, but plan on meeting me at our apartment at 8:00 pm on Wednesday night. Bring a bottle of wine to help you relax and bring a change of clothes. Pick out an outfit you want to get messed up. We'll have a great evening."
"Honestly, I feel uncomfortable with James there. I don't want to come between you two just so I can experience what you like."
"Well, I picked Wednesday because James is working at the restaurant that night. It will just be me and you, some wine, and some mess. Two friends having fun."
"I guess."
"It's a done deal. See you Wednesday night."
And with that, the concern over the video was gone and now her concern was about what Lauren had just committed herself to.
Lauren met the discussion of the video footage head-on Monday morning. She told everyone the video was of some drunk woman, stumbling around the complex. Maybe she had spent the night with someone that lived there and then decided to leave at an inopportune time. Everyone seemed to believe her story. There was some talk about posting the video to YouTube but Lauren said they couldn't bring any "bad" publicity to the complex. And it seemed to blow over fairly quickly.