“I never realized you paid so much attention to my chest,” she teased him. He retaliated by tossing one of her shirts at her face. She quickly put it on and then spun around so he could get a good look at her. “What do you think?”
Once again he was caught off guard. She never used to ask him about her appearance. He felt she wanted to be complimented but it was embarrassing to be too positive for no reason. “Can I see you without your shirt again to compare?” he asked jokingly.
She swatted him on the shoulder as punishment. He moved as if to hit her back and when she flinched he grabbed her instead and dragged her down to the bed again. They rolled around atop her remaining clothes, giggling and tickling each other until the voice of his mother carried up the stairs, calling them for supper.
They both tried to hide sheepish grins as they trotted into the kitchen. Mrs. Weller was pleasantly surprised by how well they were getting along. She was part of the faction that believed opposite genders could not be friends. She really was worried they would have changed too much over the past year to get along anymore.
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After supper, the two of them went out to the front porch to sit and catch up. There was a double seated rocking swing hanging from the port roof that they always enjoyed sitting on. They watched the neighbor kids playing in the yard and what few cars drove by as the daylight started to fade. Mel’s bright skin lit up with the same orange hue as the sky, mesmerizing Justin again.
As she talked he mostly nodded in response while watching her. He was so focused he could see the goose bumps forming on her arms as the temperature steadily dropped the darker it became. Mel was a little surprised when moved one of his legs to the other side of her so he was sitting behind her. He then began to rub both of her arms at the same time, trying to warm her with the friction.
She lowered her head so he could not see her blushing. They stayed that way until the sunlight had disappeared and the only thing lighting up the porch was the blue glow of the electric bug zapper hanging next to the swing. They had run out of things to say a while ago and were just sitting, her practically in his lap. They jolted and she stood up when the sound of a bug getting fried by the zapper startled them.
They both entered the house at the same time, looking at their feet shyly. “About time you two came inside.” His mother was watching TV on the couch again. “You can stay up until midnight because there’s no school but don’t be loud,” she warned them.
“I’m gonna take a shower before bed,” Justin announced before heading to the stairs. Mel followed him up the stairs before announcing she would take a shower too. He turned around just in time to see her taking off her shirt. He stared at her bra for a moment before responding. “Didn’t you shower when you arrived?” he reminded her.
“So? I like showering with you.”
“That was last year,” he argued.
“Has something changed from last year?” she tried to play dumb.
“There isn’t room for us both anymore,” he gave a simple but effective excuse. She frowned as she watched him enter the bathroom. He gave one last glance at her chest before closing the door.
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The following morning, Mel woke up at what she thought was an early time. To her surprise the bathroom door was already shut and she could hear Justin humming behind it as he brushed his teeth. As it was summer, Mel had slept in a simple shirt and panties. She contemplated returning to her room to get some more appropriate clothing but decided that after yesterday, it would not matter.
Justin was a little surprised when the door to the bathroom opened and Mel walked in, yawning exaggeratedly. If he was at all disturbed by her lacking attire she might be able to play it off as being too asleep to realize she was being immodest in someone else’s home. When he saw what she was and was not wearing, he quickly adopted a straight face. Just like yesterday, it was time to pretend everything was normal.
She had her toothbrush in hand, having only just unpacked it, but she borrowed the toothpaste that Justin and his mom used. She leaned on the edge of the sink and stared at the mirror with a bored expression. Justin slowed down his brushing to watch her. Her hair was a little longer than his and therefore stuck out more. Toothpaste had already started to froth from her mouth and covered her lips almost entirely.
The thought that came to Justin’s mind was that they must taste like mint at the moment. He did not even consider the fact that his mouth was already full of that same flavor. When he did notice, he quickly spit it out and rinsed his mouth. He then checked his reflection and confirmed he did not need to comb his hair.
He turned to look at Mel to determine if she needed to brush her hair at all. Rather than her head, his eyes were drawn down her slanted back to her waist. If she were standing up straight her shirt would be hiding her panties from view but with her leaning against the counter her round butt was sticking out.
Her neon blue panties reminded him of a bikini his mother often wore at the beach. He really wanted to touch them for some reason. When she noticed him staring, he snapped his eyes back to her head. “You’ll need to brush your hair,” he stuttered.
She looked around the bathroom counter and located his mother’s hairbrush by the sink. She handed it to him with her left hand while continuing to brush her teeth with her right one. As her hair used to be short, Justin had never combed it before but he had run a blow dryer for her in the past. He moved to stand behind her so he could see the back of her head and the front in the mirror.
With her leaning forward, it was hard to reach her head without touching her butt with his torso. Already looking for an excuse to touch it since before, he did not even try not to. She giggled when she felt him pressing against her from behind. She slid further toward the sink and rested her elbows on the counter.
As he worked on her hair she finished brushing her teeth. She then stood up slightly so that her butt bumped into him. He ignored it and kept focused on her hair. She did it again with no response from him. On the third time he set down the brush and wrapped his arms around her stomach, lifting her into a proper standing position. He then rested his chin on her head and spoke while looking at her face in the mirror. “Shall I just mess up your hair again and waste all this hard work?”
She patted his hands and smiled. “You’re being more gentle than you used to be. Just because I look more girly doesn’t mean I’m not the same person you used to wrestle with last year. In fact, the way you’ve changed your attitude toward me is almost more insulting than considerate.”
He watched her lips moving in the mirror as she spoke. He was still wondering about their taste. When he realized she had stopped talking a while ago, he released his hold on her and backed up. As she was no longer leaning over, her shirt now hid her panties from view. It was no less stimulating though as now it somewhat appeared as if she was only wearing one piece of clothing.
As curiosity got the better of him, he reached down and was about to grab the hem of her shirt. She suddenly moved aside and sat down on the toilet next to the sink. He was stunned and stood still staring at her. She waited for a while but he still did not react. Finally she slid her panties to the floor while keeping her legs closed so he could not see anything between them. “I’ll be a while,” she informed him.
His eyes widened as he finally realized she needed to use the bathroom and he was preventing her. He turned and walked out stiffly, shutting the door behind him. He could hear her giggling at his idiocy as he trotted down the hall as quickly as he could without running.
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Embarrassed, Justin did not leave his room for the rest of the morning. It was just before lunch that Mel entered without knocking to inform him that his mother left to get them pizza for lunch. “We can expect her to be gone for a while. She always ends up talking to someone and losing track of time when she goes out,” he explained without taking his eyes off his TV screen where he was playing a video game.
She sat down on his bed and began to open and close the drawers to his nightstand until she found a handheld gaming console of his. She lied down on her stomach and began to play.
When Justin finished the level he was on, he paused his game and stood up. He pretended to be stretching while staring right at Mel resting on his bed. Her round butt had been squeezed into a pair of cargo shorts. Unlike his that were loose with large pockets, these were girl’s shorts, like the kind Lara Croft wore. They were tight to her skin, for the most part. Right at the valley where her legs met, there was a slight gap between her leg and the pants. He could not see inside because of shadow but having seen her panties that morning he had a pretty good image already.
She barely reacted when he sat down on the bed, only shifting to avoid rolling over into the dent he was making with his weight. He pretended to be interested in the game she was playing and leaned over her shoulder, putting his hand in the center of her back to support himself.
He could feel her bra clip through her shirt and was reminded that she definitely was not wearing her bra that morning. The waist of her shirt had been dangling loosely as she leaned over the counter. If he had dropped to the floor he could have seen her bare breasts from below easily. Part of him regretted not taking the chance while the rest of him felt like an idiot for even thinking of it. There was no way she would have let it go unnoticed.
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