Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“A beer?” I ask stupidly. For a moment I don’t know what to say, and then blurt out, “Sorry, I’m underage. But I can ask my mom to get you one from the fridge, if you like?”
What the hell am I saying? This is a backyard barbecue, so no one’s checking ID! Immediately, my cheeks flame bright red, but Jason merely grins.
“It’s fine,” he chuckles and takes a glass of water. “Thanks anyways.” My stomach churns with embarrassment. We’ve never spoken before, and here I am turning our first conversation together into a legal dispute. What is wrong with me? Why couldn’t I just have said, “Let me go grab you a beer” like a normal person? That’s what Janine would have done. My hands shaking, I set the tray down on the table and pick up the remaining glass of water. I’m about to take a sip when I hear Janine shriek in delight and turn to discover Tucker goofing around with the hose.
I dimly wonder at what Janine could have done to get our dad to stop talking to Tucker about golf because Harry can become insistent when it comes to his favorite sport. But now, my dad’s stationed safely behind the grill, flipping burgers as Janine and Tucker behave like two playful puppies on the lawn.
“Give me that!” my sister squeals while trying to grab the garden hose from her boyfriend.
“Come and get it,” he taunts, his smile brilliantly white.
She laughs and ducks when he tries to blast her, but it’s clear she’s loving it. Her wet brown curls stick to her face and neck, while the bikini top is now completely soaked. Her boobs bounce obscenely as she runs over to me, shrieking and laughing. Suddenly, I realize too late that what she’s trying to do is hide behind me while Tucker chases her, and I gasp when my sister ducks behind me. Of course, a huge gust of cold water hits me full in the face, drenching my entire frame.
“Oof!” I squeal. “Oh my god!”
“Whoops,” Tucker apologizes. “Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to get you. I just wanted to get Janine.” But he immediately turns away as Janine darts out from behind me and runs over to hide behind the shed instead. He’s close on her heels and douses her from the back, inciting a new stream of shrieking giggles.
Meanwhile, I’m left speechless, dripping, and frozen to the spot in shock as my new t-shirt clings to my curves, revealing the huge swell of my boobs. Even worse, I’m not wearing a bra beneath my t-shirt because the straps were cutting into my flesh and hurting me. But now, I regret the decision because my tits are totally visible. The white fabric is plastered to my giant Double Ds, and my nipples are obviously erect through the transparent material.
Gasping, I look up to find Jason staring at my breasts, his mouth slack with desire. He swallows thickly, unable to tear his gaze away, and then reaches down to adjust himself in his pants. It’s then that I start staring myself because it’s clear that I’m not the only one who’s aroused. He’s got a giant bulge at his crotch, so huge that it appears downright painful, and that’s when I realize that Jason Roberts wants me. I can feel the hunger emanating from the alpha male like a heat wave, and for a moment, we both stand there, looking at each other’s turgid anatomy.
“Oh my!” I squeal.
“Oh shit,” he groans under his breath. Then, in a rush I cross my arms over my chest and dart inside, ignoring the surprised questions from my mom.
I don’t stop until I’m safely upstairs in our bedroom, my heart pounding and out of breath. Replaying the moment over and over in my mind, the hammering of my heart is joined by a familiar throb in my pussy. There can be no doubt that that was a humiliating experience. Yet my handsome neighbor clearly liked what he saw … and now, I just need to make my approach.
2
Emily
I’ve got my homework spread out across my bed, but I’m only pretending to be reviewing the material for tomorrow’s history test because actually, I’m already completely prepared. But I have my head down in the books, ear buds in because it gives me an excuse to avoid eye contact with Janine, who has been trying to catch my attention and draw me into conversation all evening.
From the corner of my eye, I can see my sister moving through the room as she throws sexy nighties onto her bed. No doubt she’s expecting a visit from Tucker tonight and she’s trying to decide what to wear. Or not wear. Or what to wear in order to appear as a seductive nymph.
I feel envious, wishing I was selecting a sexy nighty to prepare for a romp with Jason. But what am I thinking? He probably thinks I’m an idiot. An idiot with big boobs, to be sure, but an idiot all the same. The realization makes me groan, and I pull my pajama-covered knees up towards my chest, hugging them.