Modesty

Modesty

Joel, a typical American businessman, had way too much to drink.

When Joel came to awareness, he was naked and laying down on a bed. Even though he was alone in a room he didn't recognize, he felt ashamed of being naked. Instinctively one hand flew to his crotch and the other across his chest.

Joel sat up on the bed and then draped his legs over the bed's side. His hands returned to covering his naked body as soon as he completed the maneuver.

Sitting up, Joel could view the bedroom more easily. He recognized the style. It was Mediterranean or more precisely, Middle Eastern. The walls were painted in a brown abstract print that contained many squares, diamonds, and triangles. Pendant lamps were hanging down from the ceiling giving the room a soft naturalistic illumination. The bed was surrounded by nightstands with drawers. There were accent chairs to sit upon as well as a mirrored closet that gave the room the illusion of a greater area. Joel knew instinctively that this was a room for a married couple.

Joel stood up and looked for something to wear. He was embarrassed to stay naked. Modesty forced him to keep his arms across his body in strategic locations. He walked up to the dresser on the far wall and opened the bottommost one. Somehow, he knew that what he was looking for would be there. He saw panties and bras in that drawer. They were all in white or nude colors. None of the undergarments had any sort of print on them. He selected a panty and a bra and then quickly put both on. It simply felt wrong to be naked for any length of time. He stepped into the panty and then put his arms through the straps of the bra. He fastened it in the back without thinking. It didn't occur to him to look for male-styled clothing. There was another dresser in the room on the far wall. He knew he shouldn't look for clothing in that drawer.

Joel closed the lingerie drawer and selected the drawer directly above it. He pulled out a white scarf, which he thought of as a hijab. He didn't put it on immediately though.

Walking over to the closet, he slid the mirrored door open and saw several dresses. Before selecting a dress, Joel retrieved a full slip from a hanger. He slipped it over his head, covering the bra and panty as well as most of his body. Joel never once questioned the apparel he was selecting. It was more important that he obscures his body than anything else.


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