Friends’ Revenge Ch. 01

“My first fan emailed me and asked me to write her a “Stroke Story”. This is for her. This work is entirely fictional. Peeping through someone’s window is illegal, and I do not condone it. This is entirely fantasy. ”

It all started last summer after my neighbor’s daughter had returned from her first year of college. They lived behind me, and over the years I had watched her blossom into an attractive young woman.

I had been working in my backyard, cleaning the pool one warm June evening, I happened to glance up at Kristin’s bedroom window. Her blinds were down, but not closed all the way, I noticed that if I stood in a certain spot I could see into her bedroom. At first I didn’t think much of it. About an our later I happened to glance up again just in time to catch her standing in front of her dresser and mirror fastening her bra. I gulped, and felt myself hardening. I thought, ‘Oh, if I only had been a few minutes earlier.’

Over the next couple of weeks I started to notice a pattern, her lights in her bedroom would come on about 10:00, and then be out by 11:30. I had caught glimpses of her in various stages of undress, but nothing worth getting myself excited about. I decided that I would do a stake out, I set my lawn chair up just in the shadows, had my binoculars, and a couple of cold beers.

The lights came on in her room, but there was no sign of her. I used my binoculars and focused in on her room. Hanging from one corner of her mirror was an assortment of bras. After about twenty minutes I could see her moving about her room, it looked like she was getting ready for bed. She had her back to me, and off came her top. She was wearing a black, lacy looking bra that seemed to push her boobs up and together. I was salivating, and my love muscle was quickly coming to life. I popped the button of my jean shorts, and pulled the zipper down to give me some freedom.

She walked back and forth the room, due to the angle, I couldn’t see from the waist down. It looked like she had nice size breasts, large B or small C. My one hand was now stroking my shaft slowly as I watched her. She turned to face the window, and her hands went around to her back. ‘Oh yeah baby,’ I thought to myself, ‘Show me those titties.’

Her bra came off, my breathing was ragged, and I thought for sure she would be able to hear me. She had nice size tits; they looked very firm, and had large dark nipples. My hand was flying up and down my cock frantically. I wanted to cum while she was still naked, or least the part I could see was naked. She turned slightly, and picked up a tube of some sort of cream off of her dresser, and squeezed a little onto each breast and began to massage it in. I felt myself panting, as continued jacking my cock hard and fast. It was hard to keep the binoculars steady, I was close to cumming. When she gently rubbed the cream into her nipples, that was it, my cock exploded, shooting ropes of white jizz high in the air, and landed on the concrete. I kept slowly stroking until she had pulled an oversize t-shirt on, and turned out the lights.

Over the next few nights I was rewarded with a nightly show. A couple of times I caught her teasing her nipples until they were erect. I wondered if after she got into bed if she was playing with herself, teasing her clit until she climaxed. The thought of this only made my orgasm more intense.

Kristin’s best friend Brittany had come over to spend the night. They were up in her room talking when Kristin aired her suspicions, “I think someone is watching me at night when I’m getting ready for bed.”

Brittany exclaimed, “No way!”

Kristin nodded her head, “Yeah, I just feel like someone is watching me.”

Brittany got up and looked out the window, “Well it sure isn’t anyone hiding under your window. Who do you think it is?”

Kristin stood beside Brittany and pointed, “I think it’s him, it has to be.”

Brittany giggled, “Oh and he is good looking.”

“I know, that’s why I haven’t told my dad. I think he is hot. The last couple of nights I’ve played with myself imagining that it was him watching me.”

Brittany grinned, “Well let’s put on a show tonight, and we’ll see if we can catch him.”

Kristin nodded her head.

Precisely at 10:00 I set my lawn chair up, and got ready for my evening of peeping. I noticed that the blinds were open a little more than on previous nights. I could feel a tingling in my stomach. I saw Kristin enter her bedroom, and then I saw her friend follow her in. Oh this couldn’t be true, was I going to get a double feature tonight. Both of the girls had pulled off their t-shirts, Kristin had a red lacy looking bra, while Brittany had a very low cut push up bra. I wished I could hear what they were saying.

Kristin whispered to Brittany, “Do you feel it?’

Brittany nodded, “Yes, I feel like someone is definitely watching.” She reached over and squeezed Kristin’s breast through her bra.”

Kristin was shocked, “What are you doing?”

Brittany giggled, “Giving our admirer a show. Go ahead feel my boobs.”

Kristin ran her hands over her friend’s breasts, feeling their firmness. She could feel Brittany’s nipples harden with her touch. Kristin whispered, “Feel my tits too.”

I was dying down there, this was way more than I could have ever hoped for. Kristin had looked shocked when Brittany had touched her breasts. I could see them talking, but then Kristin began to feel Brittany up. My cock was fully engorged, the tip was wet with my pre-cum.

Brittany whispered to Kristin, “Time to take our bra’s off.”

Kristin nodded, and together then slowly removed their bras.

I couldn’t believe my luck two sets of luscious tits to lust over. Brittany’s looked a little larger than Kristin’s, she had reddish pink nipples that poked straight out. My hand had started to jack my swollen shaft up and down.

Kristin grabbed a tube of cream from her dresser. “Cocoa butter,” she whispered to Brittany. She squeezed a little onto both of Brittany’s tits, and then on to her own.

Kristin whispered breathlessly to Brittany, “Rub it into my boobs, and I’ll rub it into yours.” She didn’t want to admit it, but she liked feeling Brittany’s breasts, and she liked feeling Brittany hands caressing her boobs.

Brittany began slowly rubbing the cocoa butter into Kristin’s breasts; she loved the way Kristin’s nipples felt on the palms of her hands. She could feel herself getting wet, she whispered to Kristin, “This is making me hot, do you think he can see us?”

Kristin was a little relieved, she was aching to touch herself, and she was glad that she wasn’t the only one getting turned on. She slowly rubbed and squeezed Brittany’s breasts, absentmindedly she began squeezing Brittany’s nipples, and pulling on them. “I don’t know, but I can feel his eyes on us.”

“Oh fuck,” Brittany moaned, “You’re going to make me cum if you keep that up.”

I was drunk with lust, I couldn’t believe what I was watching, two attractive girls feeling each other’s naked tits, and from the looks on both of their faces, they were enjoying it. My hand was sliding up and down my shaft, it was wet with my own pre-cum. My knob had swollen to the size of a large plum, my shaft was so engorged I could barely wrap my hand around it.

Kristin leaned forward and began to suck on Brittany’s nipples, she slid her hand down into her panties and began to slowly rub herself.

Brittany grasped Kristin’s head and moaned, “Bite them.” Her pussy was sopping wet, and on fire. She was dying to touch herself

I hadn’t noticed that the moon had risen, and was near full, and that my dark hiding place was now awash in moonlight. My full attention was on Kristin, and the way she was sucking on Brittany’s nipple. I could see her arm moving up and down. It took me a minute to realize what she was doing, ‘Oh my god she is frigging her hot little cunny.’

Brittany turned her head and looked out the window, “I see him. Don’t look. Kiss me, and look down.”

Kristin slowly moved her head up, and gave Brittany a kiss on her lips, and looked out the window. She could see me, bathed in the silvery glow of the moon, “Oh my god, it is him, and he is playing with his cock.”

Brittany moaned, and kissed Kristin back, flicking her tongue across Kristin’s lips, “God I wish that cock was up here right now.”

Kristin slipped her hand into Brittany’s panties and felt her wetness, “I wish it was here too.”

For a moment I could have sworn that they had looked at me, and seen me jacking off. That was all it took, my balls began to spasm, and my cock began jerking as I began shooting long strings of pearly white cum through the night air.

Brittany began to hump Kristin’s hand, “Lets get into bed, I need to cum.”

Normally Kristin would have been shocked by the suggestion, but now she was too horny to care, she just wanted to get off. She had been certain that she had seen him cum, she wished that she could have tasted it.

I had retreated into my house, spent from the intensity of my orgasm. I jacked off several more times that night, replaying what I had seen in my mind, wishing that I had set up my video camera. I imagined them in bed, caressing, and sucking each other’s tits, fingering each other’s wet cunnies. I wondered if they would suck each other’s clits, I looked outside at the now dark window and wished I could see what was going on.

Kristin was exhausted, she had lost track of how many times she had climaxed with Brittany. They fingered each other to at least two orgasms, and then Brittany had sucked and licked her pussy, and clit until Kristin was too exhausted to cum any more. After a brief respite Kristin had reciprocated, and had gone down on Brittany. While licking Brittany’s clit, and slit she had reached down and masturbated herself to another orgasm.

Brittany whispered to Kristin, “Let’s have some fun tomorrow, first we have to go shopping.”

It was getting really hot by the time I had finished the weekly maintenance on my pool. I just was getting ready to take a dip when two heads popped up over the back fence. It was Kristin, and Brittany. Immediately I began to feel guilty.

“Hi Tom”, said Kristin.

I waved, “Hi Kristin.”

Kristin smiled sweetly at me and said, “Would you mind if Brittany and I came over and used your pool.”

I could barely contain myself, the thought of seeing them close up, and nearly naked, it was like a dream come true. “Sure,” I responded, “I just finished cleaning it. Just come around to the side, the gate is unlocked”

I could hear some giggling from behind the wall, and then Kristin’s voice, “Great, we’ll be right over.”

Feeling relieved, and just a little excited I put the pool vacuum, into the shed. I couldn’t believe my luck. I was going to be able to see them close up, I went into the house to change into my swimsuit. I decided that I would put on my baggy trunks, in case I started to get a hard-on, it would be less obvious.

The girls had just walked through the gate to the pool when I walked back outside. They had huge beach towels, pool toys, and water guns. They were wearing sundresses over their suits.

Brittany winked at Kristin, and pulled of her sundress, and Kristin quickly followed.

I have seen tiny swimsuits before, but the ones that they had on had to be the smallest of the small. The tops were so small that they barely covered their nipples. The bottom was just a tiny patch with some string. I thought to myself, ‘They both must shave, because if they didn’t I should be seeing pubes.’

Brittany coyly said, “I hope you don’t mind our suits, we are trying to get tans.”

My mouth dry, “Oh I don’t mind at all.”

Kristin dove into the pool went down to the bottom and then burst back through the surface. Her top had come off, and my mouth hung open at the sight of her firm breasts, dark erect nipples. She grinned at me, “Ooops, sorry, I’ll not to let that happen again.”

“Well, uh…,” I couldn’t find any words. I wanted to reach out and fondle those gorgeous orbs on her chest, I wanted put my mouth on those luscious nipples.

I looked over at Brittany, she was bent over, arranging her towel, her boobs about bursting from that tiny top, jiggling with her movements. I licked my lips thinking about what it would be like sliding my dick in between them. Her tits were larger than I thought, definitely large C, maybe even a small D cup. I could feel my shaft beginning to stiffen.

“Would you care for something to drink,” I offered.

Kristin smiled, “Sure, a couple of cokes would be nice.”

As I went back into the house Kristin looked over at Brittany, Brittany grinned and nodded her head, put her hand to her crotch and made a stroking motion. She whispered, “As soon as your top came off, I could see him getting stiff.”

I came back out with a tray with some cold cokes, glasses, and ice. Brittany and Kristin were lying on the loungers, their legs partially spread. I felt myself sweating, the material just barely covered their slits, and I could make out parts of their puffy lips. I sat down across the pool from them, my chair reclining back, and really enjoying the view. I was dreaming of licking those luscious lips, and sliding my lance of lust between them when Kristin interrupted my reverie.

“Tom,” she said, “Have you seen anyone prowling around here at night?”

I gulped, “No, not that I have noticed. Why?”

Kristin shook her head, “I don’t know, but I think there has been a peeping tom.”

“No,” I tried to sound concerned, “Have you told your dad, or called the police?”

“No, I haven’t actually seen anyone around, it’s just a feeling, that when I’m getting undressed for bed that someone is watching me.”

Brittany shook her head, “What kind of sick pervert would do something like that, spying on young girls getting undressed?”

‘Me’, I thought to myself, but I answered, “I have no idea.”

Brittany continued, “When Kris and I were getting undressed last night, I felt it too, some one staring at my naked boobs,” she had her hands on her breasts slightly pressing them together, “And who knows what kind of sick things he might have been doing.”

I gulped again, feeling the sweat forming on my brow, and the swelling growing in my groin.

“Oh god!” exclaimed Kristin, “Can you imagine some pervert playing with himself and watching us undress.”

‘Easily,’ I thought, ‘And loving every minute of it.’ I shook my head, “What’s the world coming to.”

“I never thought of him playing with himself while watching us,” said Brittany, she shivered, and her boobs danced back and forth deliciously.

I squirmed in my seat, trying to adjust myself so that that my erection wasn’t obvious. I was fully erect, and could see a little wet spot forming on the front of my trunks. Desperately I wanted to take my cock in hand and begin stroking it.

“The thought of some pervert playing with himself, and getting himself off while watching us, that is so sick,” said Kristin, “Tom do you think someone could do that, you know, watch girls undress and get themselves off?”

‘Oh baby’, I thought, ‘You have no idea how hard I’ve cum watching you, and then you and your friend.’ I was dying inside, “Well, I don’t know, I have never thought about it before.” The wet spot on my trunks was growing larger by the minute.

“Tom, can you get us another coke please,” Brittany fanned herself, “It’s so hot out here.”

I got up, trying to keep the front of my trunks out of view of the girls, I had the boner of boners, stiff wasn’t even close, to say I was hard was an understatement, I had a shaft of stone, a marble pillar in my shorts. I was glad to get in the coolness of the house, I ran my head under the cold water to try to cool myself off.

Brittany giggled, “Did you see how hard he was?”

Kristin replied giggling, “Oh god yes, did you see the wet spot in his trunks. We keep this up, he will have the biggest case of blue balls.”

Brittany grinned, “When he comes back out it will be time for the sun tan stuff.”

Kristin, “I’ll do you first.”

My erection had subsided to the point that I could walk normally, and not look like there was a tent in my trunks. I brought out another round of drinks, and then dove in the pool and took a couple of laps. That further cooled the boiler that drove the piston between my legs.

After I had climbed out Brittany said, “Kristin I need some sun tan lotion, put some on me would you.”

I sat down, Brittany had rolled over and had her legs spread wide, I gulped, I could see the promised land, a clear view of heaven on earth. Her bottoms had slid to one side when she rolled over, and there was her pussy in all its glory. The pressure gauge on my boiler was close to redline. It took all the self-control I had not to drop my trunks, go over, and park my hot rod in her garage. Her pussy looked so fuckable.

Kristin was facing me, leaned over, her tits straining against the little bits of material that just covered her nipples. She had squirted the lotion on Brittany’s back, and down to her ass. I couldn’t help thinking that it looked like lines of cum. The way Kristin’s tits wiggled, and jiggled as she rubbed the lotion in drove me wild. Brittany rolled over on her back.

She looked at Kristin, “Do my front too.”

Kristin answered, “Only if you do me too”

‘I’d do you both…in a heartbeat’, was the thought that came my mind.

Brittany’s legs were still spread, I could just make out a tuft of blonde hair between her legs. Kristin had started rubbing lotion on Brittany’s legs, and was slowly moving up, rubbing one leg then the others. Up inside of her thighs, and higher. ‘Did I just see that, did she run her finger lightly along her slit’. Kristin was applying more lotion to Brittany’s belly, she turned slightly, just the way she was holding the tube of lotion made it almost look like a cock, and the way she was moving her hand on the tube looked she was jacking off, then the suntan cream spurted out onto Brittany’s tits, and belly.

‘God I wish that my cock she had her hand on, I would really give her some cream for her tits,’ came that lewd voice inside my head.

Kristin began rubbing the cream into Brittany’s belly, and down to her mound. Her hands moved up, rubbing it into her breasts, her hand went up under the top, I could only imagine her hand touching those nipples, squeezing feeling the firmness of her titty flesh.

Kristin stood up, it must have been the sun, but her face looked flushed, “Okay, it’s my turn.”

Brittany smiled and looked up at her, “Maybe Tom will rub the suntan cream on for you.”

Kristin looked at me, and then back at Brittany, “He looks too comfortable, I’m sure he doesn’t want to do that.”

I was about to volunteer my services when Brittany said, “You’re right, turn over I will do you.”

My cock was so hard that it hurt, and my balls ached. My angle was just off, I couldn’t see straight up between Kristin’s legs, Brittany slowly rubbed the lotion up and down Kristin’s legs. Brittany’s boobs jiggled as she rubbed Kristin’s leg, and after she stretched her arms out her left nipple had popped free. It was pink, the color of strawberry ice cream, and very erect. I hadn’t realized how long her nipples were. I would love to rub my pre-cum slickened cockhead over those nipples, battering them back and forth. Kristin turned over, I caught a flash of beaver. Brittany seemed to spend a lot of time rubbing the cream into Kristin’s thigh, and her mound. I wondered for a moment if she was fingering Kristin. When she rubbed the cream into her breasts she was very careful and attentive, massaging them, squeezing them.

I couldn’t stand it anymore, I quickly dove into the pool, I didn’t care if they saw my raging hard-on. The cool water felt good. I dove to the bottom, and then back up. I surfaced I felt refreshed, but my erection hadn’t subsided, only the sense of urgency had relaxed. A few laps had calmed my sexual excitement down, I then climbed from the pool. The girls looked like they were dozing, so I quietly went into to house to make something a drink, or maybe a double.

As I remained on the ladder, Lizzie sprayed the perfume on her wrist and held it down, allowing the men to lean over and look up my skirt. My panties were made of a lacey see-through material and they were much more revealing than Lizzie’s panties were. The men could actually see my butt crack through the transparent fabric as they looked up my short skirt. They got a good look at my nearly naked ass, but we sold an extra bottle of perfume, so it was worth it.

The buttons on Lizzie’s tight dress were really straining against the buttonholes. As we waited for the next customer, Lizzie tried to adjust the front of her dress, but it was so tight that the top two buttons popped right off. She said that she wanted to change her clothes, but I told her that it was almost closing time, so she should just begin putting the samples away. Lizzie looked in the mirror and got a little nervous because the dress was unbuttoned below her breasts. When she bent over, her boobies were fully exposed under the gaping material.

Lizzie turned to me and said, “I’ve got a confession to make. I’ve never really shown off my body to a boy before. Flashing my panties to those men was the most daring thing I’ve ever done in my life. I don’t think I’m ready to show some real flesh to anyone.”

I said, “Well you’re only young once. You may as well have some fun with that tight little body of yours while you can.”

She said, “You’re probably right, but showing off my underpants is one thing. Showing off my bare breasts is much different. And I don’t know if I can ever take off my underwear in front of a stranger.”

I said, “Well here’s your chance to find out” as an older woman entered the store with a teenaged boy.

Lizzie said, “That’s just great. I’m hanging out all over the place and there’s a boy looking at me who’s just about my age!”

I said, “Quick Lizzie, take your panties off!”

Lizzie said, “Not a chance!”

I said, “Come on, he looks more nervous than you do. Why don’t you just relax and put on a show for him?”

Lizzie said, “No, absolutely not.”

I said, “Lizzie, oh Lizzie, can Mr. Beaver come out and play?”

Lizzie started laughing and said, “Okay…well maybe. Let me think about it.”

She gave me a shy grin so I knew that she was considering it. The boy was sort of cute and quite muscular, but he looked like a mama’s boy. He was mesmerized by Lizzie’s dress. As I waited on the woman, she told me that the boy was her nephew and that he was going to be a senior in high school, yet he still hadn’t gone out on his first date. The woman seemed outgoing, but she said that her older sister was a bit prudish and sheltered the boy too much.

She said, “That boy is afraid to even look at a girl.”

I said, “Well, if he doesn’t look at Lizzie, then there’s something wrong with him. She had a little problem with her dress a few minutes ago and now she’s hanging out all over the place. She’s really embarrassed.”

The lady said, “I’ll bet that when he gets a good look at her, he’ll be the one that’s embarrassed!”

Lizzie looked over at me and flashed a big smile. I think she was attracted to the boy. Then, while facing him, Lizzie bent over to pick up a bottle of glass cleaner. The boy leaned forward a little to sneak a peek down the front of Lizzie’s dress. Lizzie looked up and caught him peeping at her titties. The boy got all embarrassed and looked away. Lizzie glanced over at us and we started to laugh. She leaned over again and the boy tried to steal another glance down her dress. This time Lizzie gave him a little more time to stare inside of the gaping material at her bare breasts before looking up at him.

Lizzie looked down at her dress, and then she looked up at the boy and said, “I’m sorry. Some of the buttons popped off this dress and my boobies are hanging out. I hope I’m not offending you.”

The boy didn’t answer. He just stood there and stared at the beautiful breasts displayed in front of him.

The lady turned to me and said, “She’s quite an exhibitionist, isn’t she?”

I replied, “Actually, she’s shy and innocent. This is her first attempt at flashing a boy. She’s really embarrassed to be drawing attention to her body.”

The woman said, “Well, she’s drawing so much of his attention to her breasts that I’m surprised the boy hasn’t fainted.”

We started laughing, so Lizzie came over to us and said, “Come on, don’t laugh at me.”

Then Lizzie looked at the woman and shyly said, “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to tease your son, but my dress is falling apart.”

The lady said, “He’s not my son, he’s my nephew and if you can get him to break out of his shell, I’ll buy five bottles of perfume.”

Lizzie asked, “You mean he’s shy around girls?”

The lady replied, “No, he’s terrified of girls!”

I asked, “Lizzie, do you want me to take over? I know showing off your body is not easy for you. Maybe you should let me handle this.”

Lizzie paused for a second and then she flashed a big smile and said, “No Mindy, he’s kind of cute. If he’s terrified of girls, then I think I know what to do.”

Lizzie gave us a devilish grin and then she walked back over near the boy as I pretended to show the woman some perfume. Lizzie said hello to the boy and he said hello back to her. He took a step closer, but he didn’t say anything else.

Lizzie picked up the glass cleaner and said, “Well I’ve got the cleaner, but I don’t have any paper towels. Now what I can use to clean the counter?”

Then she said, “Wait, I know what I can use. I can use my panties!”

The woman and I looked at each other and said, “Her panties?”

Lizzie slowly lifted the front of her dress up to her belly button. Her white cotton bikini underpants were now completely exposed to the boy. He just stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

Lizzie looked down and said, “Yes, I think my panties will work just fine, but I’d better make sure they’re made of cotton.”

Lizzie turned around and lifted up the back of her dress. She dipped her finger inside of the waistband of her panties and stretched it out away from her waist. Lizzie looked over her shoulder for a moment, and then she asked the boy to come closer to her.

She said, “I can’t read the tag on my underwear. Can you look at it and tell me if my panties are made of cotton?”

The boy took the bait and tried to read the tag. With Lizzie pulling the waistband of her underpants away from her body, the boy was able to look right down at her exposed butt crack. She just stood there with her outstretched panties for the longest time.

The woman turned to me and said, “Is he going to answer her, or is he just going to stand there and stare at her bare ass all night?”

I said, “Have a little patience. He’s probably never seen a girl’s bare ass before and he wants to take a nice long look.”

The boy finally said to Lizzie, “Yes, they’re cotton.”

Lizzie said thanks and turned around to face the boy. She lifted the front of her dress up again and started to caress the front of her underpants.

She said, “Mmm, cotton underpants feel so soft. Maybe you’d like to see for yourself. Would you like to touch my panties?”

The boy didn’t respond, so Lizzie reached for the boy’s trembling hand and placed it against the front of her underwear. She gently rubbed his hand around the front of her panties and then she pressed his hand against the wet spot between her legs.

Lizzie said to the boy, “See, my panties are nice and soft, aren’t they?”

The woman looked at me and said, “Man, she’s good.”

I said, “I know. I’m ready to touch my own panties!”

Finally, Lizzie told the boy that she had to get to work. She let her dress fall down in front of her, and then she reached under her short mini dress and slowly pushed her panties down her legs. We started to laugh because the young boy’s mouth just about hit the floor.

I said to Lizzie, “Don’t forget to put the samples away before you clean the counter!”

Lizzie glared at me, so the woman asked, “She looks concerned. What’s wrong?”

I said, “Those samples go in the bottom drawer behind her.”

The lady said, “Oh my. She doesn’t have any underwear on. When she bends over in that short dress, her bare little butt is going to be hanging out right in front of him. She’s going to kill that poor boy.”

I said, “But he’ll die happy!”

Lizzie began taking the samples one by one and putting them in the bottom drawer behind her. Each time she bent over, the hem of her short mini dress would rise up, giving the boy an unobstructed view of her bare butt cheeks. Lizzie’s face was red with embarrassment as she continued to expose her naked ass to the boy. Then Lizzie picked up the next bottle and paused for a second.

The lady asked, “Why did she stop?”

I replied, “That bottle goes on the top shelf. She’ll have to climb up the ladder to put it away.”

The lady said, “You’re not going to make her put that one away, are you? She’s wearing an extremely short mini dress without any panties on underneath and she’s right in front of a boy. You don’t really expect her to climb up and show him everything, do you?”

I replied, “Well, she’s looking at the bottle. Now she’s thinking about it. She’s positioning the ladder. There she goes. Yes, she’s climbing the ladder in a short mini dress without any panties on underneath.”

The woman said, “And look at my nephew leaning over to peek up her dress. He’s being rather obvious about it, wouldn’t you say?”

When Lizzie climbed up the ladder, she took her time trying to find the box for the sample bottle and the young boy leaned over the counter to look up her dress at her firm naked ass. He was so obvious about peeping up her dress that it was as if he’d forgotten that his aunt and I were there. The way that Lizzie had her legs spread and her back arched, I’m sure the boy had a really good view. I wouldn’t be surprised if he got a little beaver shot, too. Then Lizzie came down the ladder, turned around and bent over to put away the last bottle in the bottom drawer. When she did, her dress got caught on the edge of the cabinet.

The lady started to warn Lizzie, but I said, “Don’t say anything. Let’s see what happens.”

The lady said, “I know what’s going to happen. When she stands up, her dress is going to be torn off. She’ll be left standing there completely naked in front of my nephew.”

I said, “Don’t worry, she can handle it.”

She said, “I know, but can he?”

We waited with great anticipation and then it happened. Lizzie stood up and turned around, but the dress didn’t budge. It was pulled down and every button on the front of the dress went flying. Lizzie looked down in horror as the patch of blonde fur between her legs was now openly exposed to the boy. The dress also fell off her shoulders, presenting her perky breasts to everyone in the store. Lizzie looked at me in shock. This was far more than she wanted to reveal to the boy. Lizzie was totally humiliated because the boy was staring at her. She didn’t know what to do, so she tried to run into the back room, but the dress was still wedged in the cabinet. It was yanked down her arms and fell to the floor.

As Lizzie tried to run past me without a stitch of clothing on to hide her naked body from the young boy’s view, I stopped her and said, “Its your turn to clean the counter.”

She shrieked, “But I’m naked and that boy is looking at me.”

The boy was gazing at Lizzie’s bare bottom as the woman leaned over the counter and said, “Well, maybe he won’t notice.”

Lizzie turned to her and said, “Won’t notice! He’s a boy. I’m a girl and I’m naked! Don’t you understand? I don’t have any clothes on.”

I said, “Lizzie, aren’t you being a little dramatic. I’m not asking you to sleep with the boy. I’m just asking you to clean the counter.”

Lizzie begged, “Please Mindy, don’t make me go over there. Everything I have is showing. My titties, my pussy…everything!”

I asked the lady, “What do you think? I’m just asking her to do her job. Am I being unreasonable?”

The lady replied, “I don’t know. Let me think about it for a minute.”

Lizzie looked over her shoulder at the boy, who was inspecting every inch of her exposed flesh. Then she looked at the open doorway at the entrance of the store. We were in a secluded section of the mall, but Lizzie was still afraid that more men could walk in at any second.

Lizzie turned to the woman and said, “Please lady, hurry up. I’m standing in the middle of a store at the mall and I’m naked! Can you think any faster?”

I said, “Lizzie, don’t be rude to the customer! Now go clean the counter and if I see any streaks, I’ll make you do it again!”

Lizzie reluctantly walked over and sprayed the countertop, trying not to make eye contact with the boy. With her firm breasts and blonde bush right out where the boy could see them, Lizzie picked up her panties and began wiping down the counter. Her boobies bounced around a little as she vigorously wiped the glass countertop.

I said, “Don’t forget about the glass on the front of the cabinet.”

Lizzie said, “The front of the cabinet? Are you crazy Mindy? I don’t have any clothes on! The store’s still open. Come on, be reasonable. Please don’t make me go out there naked.”

I just motioned for Lizzie to get going. She took the bottle of cleaner and her panties, and then she walked around to the front of the cabinet. The boy was standing right beside her as she bent over to clean the glass. Her bare ass was pointed right at the boy. She looked over her shoulder at the boy and then she blushed because his eyes were like saucers as he gazed at Lizzie’s naked body.

Finally, the boy leaned forward and said, “She’s kind of mean to you, isn’t she?”

Lizzie said, “You have no idea. Look at me, I’m naked and she’s making me come out here to clean the counter. This is the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to me in my life.”

He said, “Well, you sure are beautiful.”

Lizzie stood up, faced the boy and replied, “Oh you’re just saying that because I don’t have any clothes on. If I wasn’t naked, you wouldn’t even be talking to me.”

He said, “That’s not true. I’d like to see you again sometime.”

The boy looked really embarrassed. He tried to look away from Lizzie’s naked body, but it was obvious that Lizzie was starting to enjoy the effect that she was having on him. It may have been because of his red face or because of the bulge in his pants, but something inspired Lizzie to begin teasing the poor boy. Lizzie stopped cleaning the glass, turned to the boy and began to gently touch her nipples.

Lizzie said, “When you say you’d like to see me again, what you’re really saying is that you’d like to see my titties again. You like these nipples, don’t you?”

He stammered, “No.”

Lizzie said, “No? You don’t like my nipples? But they’re so cute and pink, and when I make little circles on them with my fingers like this, they get all hard and sensitive. See how they’re poking out at you?”

The boy said, “I didn’t mean, no I don’t like your nipples…I meant I’m not asking to see you again to look at your nipples.”

Lizzie asked, “Well, if it’s not my nipples, is it my butt that you’re interested in?”

Lizzie turned around. She reached behind with both hands and softly caressed her bare butt cheeks. Then she slowly ran her finger up and down her sensitive butt crack, while the boy watched intensely.

Finally, she turned around and said, “Was that what you wanted to see? Do you like my butt?”

He stammered, “No…I mean yes, yes I like your butt. However, that’s not what I wanted to see…I mean I want to see it, but when I said I wanted to see you again, I meant…”

Lizzie said, “I know what you meant. This is what you really want to see.”

Lizzie started raking her fingernails through her pussy hair and said, “What you’re trying to say is that you want to see my pussy again. You’re only interested in this little patch of blonde hair down here between my legs.”

Lizzie leaned back against the counter. Her feet were still on the floor, but her legs were spread apart. She continued gently running her fingers through her soft blonde pussy hair as the boy just stood there and watched.

Lizzie continued, “I guess I can’t blame you for wanting to see my pussy. Mmm, it feels so good when I touch myself. And look down here between my legs. My pussy gets all wet when I move my finger up and down, see?”

The woman looked at me and said, “She’s not making this very easy for him is she?”

I said, “Don’t worry. He’ll ask her out.”

Lizzie closed her eyes and started to moan. She had one hand between her legs and then moved the other hand up to her breast. Lizzie kept rubbing, caressing, touching and moaning. If she wasn’t about to have an orgasm, then she was one heck of an actor.

Finally, the boy brought Lizzie back to earth when he said, “No. I’m not interested in your pussy. I mean I love your pussy, I love your breasts, I love your whole body. You’re really cute, but I’m just trying to ask you out on a date.”

Lizzie stood in front of the boy and made absolutely no attempt to hide her nudity from him. Her firm round breasts and soft blonde pussy hair were staring the boy right in the face. Lizzie just stood there and let him see everything. She reached out and caressed his cheek and then he reached out and touched her cheek, too. Lizzie was completely naked, but the boy was looking into her eyes. It was like a tender love scene from a movie.

Finally, Lizzie smiled at him and said, “Okay, I’ll go out with you, but I’ll have to wear some clothes.”

I said, “At least at the beginning of the date!”

Lizzie said, “Be quiet Mindy. We’re going to go out on a nice respectable date.”

That was all the woman needed to hear. The lady took her time buying the five bottles of her favorite perfume, as Lizzie remained naked, trying to make small talk with the boy. People were walking past the front of the store because the mall was closing, but the boy blocked their view of Lizzie’s nude figure. Soon, I completed the sale and the lady headed for the exit. Lizzie kissed the boy on the cheek, and he followed his aunt out the door. He looked back to get one last look at Lizzie’s naked body, then he left and I locked the door behind him. The store was now closed. Then I checked the cash drawer and went to the back room to give Lizzie a hug because it looked like we had a record night!

Lizzie was waiting for me in the back room naked. I put my arms around her, hugged her and pressed her bare breasts against my silky blouse. My hands found there way down her back and I grabbed her beautiful butt checks. Next, I pressed my wet lips on hers and enjoyed a deep passionate kiss. She was helpless to resist as I explored the inside of her mouth with my tongue.

I said that I wished we had a bathroom so that I could wash off the perfume. Lizzie showed me a box of wet wipes and she started wiping down her bare body. She told me that I had perfume all over me and that I should do the same thing.

I began to take off my thigh highs. Lizzie watched as I slowly rolled them down each leg. Next, I unzipped my mini skirt and it fell to the floor. Lizzie was spending a lot of time gently wiping her titties with the moist towel as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. It slid down my arms, leaving me in only my bra and panties. Lizzie eyes were transfixed on me as I displayed my feminine charms. I removed my black bra and as I slid my sheer panties down my legs and exposed my auburn bush to Lizzie, I saw her lick her lips. I think she was getting turned on. I know I was! Now, all of my clothes were lying on the floor and we were both completely naked.

Lizzie took a wet wipe and softly wiped my breasts. The cold moist towel made my nipples spring to attention. I started wiping her breasts and it had the same effect on her nipples. Even though we didn’t have any perfume on our butts, we moved close to each other and started caressing our bare behinds with the wet wipes. I slowly ran my finger up and down Lizzie’s sensitive butt crack. She said that it made her tingle all over. I told her that I like it, too, so she gently caressed my butt crack with her soft fingertips. We turned and kneeled in front of one another and our nipples were rubbing up against each other. I reached behind Lizzie and continued to lightly slide my finger up and down Lizzie’s sensitive butt crack and she started to moan. Lizzie touched my bare butt crack again and I was in heaven. I love it when another girl softly touches me there.