"Wakey wakey." you hear, followed by a giggle you recognise. You open your eyes slowly and see Becky kneeling over your stomach. You quickly try and shuffle back and grab your clothes but she lays and hand on your chest. "Hey, hold on there, it's ok sleepy head, don't have to dress for me."

"Becky?" You awaken more fully, staying still but still shocked. "Becky... what are you doing? We're friends, how much salt water did you drink?" You joke, looking glad to see her despite the comprimising position.

She smiles and lets her panties brush up against you underneath her miniskirt, your dick easily becoming hardened. "Glad your happy to see me too," she remarks, feeling it rub against her.