Creek!
I pushed the door open slowly, my heart racing so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. Countless thoughts swirled in my head and every one of them made my stomach twist tighter. I stepped inside, eyes adjusting to the softer light of her room.
Rose was sitting on the edge of her bed, a white towel in her hand, gently wiping droplets from her arms and shoulders like she'd just stepped out of the bath. Strangely there was no floral scent of her body wash.
I didn't thought too much because my mind went somewhere else as what I didn't expect was that she was wearing almost nothing.
She sat there in just her red lace panties. The delicate fabric hugged her hips, thin straps cutting high across her smooth skin, the front panel sheer enough to hint at the soft mound beneath. Her full breasts were completely bare, no bra, no top, nothing to cover them. They rose and fell with her quick breaths, heavy and perfect, pale skin glowing faintly in the warm lamplight.
Her nipples were already stiff, small, rosy pink peaks standing firm and erect, like they'd been teased by the cool air or something more. A few stray drops of water still clung to her cleavage, slowly sliding down between her breasts before disappearing into the valley.
She froze when she saw me, eyes widening in surprise. For a second she just stared, cheeks flushing bright pink. Then she gasped softly and snatched the towel up, pressing it against her chest in a hurried attempt to cover herself. But it was too late—I'd already seen everything. The towel was small, barely enough to hide her breasts, and it only pushed them together more, creating deeper cleavage as the fabric clung to her damp skin.
Her nipples poked visibly against the thin material, still hard, still begging for attention even as she tried to hide.
"Alex?" Her voice came out low, almost a whisper, trembling slightly in the quiet room.
"I thought you were... I thought Mom came." she said, looking down shyly as she clutched the small towel tighter against her chest. Her cheeks flushed a deep red with embarrassment, the color spreading down her neck and across her collarbone.
The towel was barely big enough to cover her breasts properly, revealing more of the soft curves underneath and the faint outline of her stiff pink nipples pressing against the thin fabric.
I tried to look away, forcing my eyes to the floor, but they kept drifting back. Just a quick peek. Just one more glance. She looked like a fairy sitting there—ethereal, perfect, her long white hair just added more to her beauty. The red lace panties hugged her hips tightly, the delicate material sheer in places, showing the smooth pale skin beneath.
The contrast of the bright red against her milky-white thighs made the sight even more lewd, more impossible to ignore. My cock stirred in my pants, slowly hardening as blood rushed south, the ache building fast.
"Alex." she said softly again, shifting on the bed to make space. She patted the spot next to her gently, inviting me closer with that shy, almost nervous gesture.
'No wonder she's called Goddess at school.'
My eyes lingered on her for another second before I forced myself to move. I walked toward the bed with the box of chocolates still in my hand, trying to act normal.
I sat down next to her on the edge of the mattress, placing the box on my lap to hide the shameless boner that had grown painfully obvious in my pants. The hardness throbbed against the fabric, trapped and aching, refusing to calm down no matter how hard I willed it.
"You brought chocolates for me?" Rose's voice brightened instantly the moment she spotted the box. She jumped up a little on the bed in excitement, her towel slipping completely from her fingers and falling to her lap. She didn't even notice at first, her attention was locked on the chocolates, eyes sparkling like a kid on her birthday.
"Yeah, your favorites, I figured you'd like them." I said, lifting the box forward toward her. My voice came out a little rougher than usual.
Her eyes lit up even more, a wide, genuine smile spreading across her face. She leaned toward me without a hint of hesitation, completely oblivious that her bare breasts were now fully exposed—full, soft, and swaying gently with the movement. Her pink nipples stood stiff and proud.
"Really? I love you~" she said happily, wrapping her arms around my neck in a tight hug. She pressed herself against me, clinging close, her naked chest flattening warmly against my shirt. Her stiff nipples poked through the thin fabric, dragging across my chest with every small shift of her body. The sensation sent goosebumps racing down my body.
But a faint, strange smell lingered, something musky and warm that didn't quite match the scent of her usual shampoo or body wash. It was subtle, almost hidden under everything else, but once I noticed it, I couldn't un-notice it.
"What happened? You look down," Rose said softly. She pulled back just enough to look at my face, her hands still resting lightly on my shoulders. She tilted her head a little, white hair falling over one shoulder, eyes searching mine with gentle concern.
"It's... nothing." I lied, forcing a small smile. There was definitely something off, but her bright, trusting smiling face so familiar made it impossible to say anything. I didn't want to ruin the moment.
She gave me a curious look for a second longer, then shrugged lightly and took the chocolate box from my hands. As she sat back on the bed, her bare breasts bounced softly with the motion, full and heavy, nipples still stiff. The movement made them jiggle before settling, the soft curves shifting beautifully in the warm lamplight.
My eyes followed the motion helplessly before drifting lower. She was still wearing only those red lace panties, the delicate fabric stretched across her hips. The front panel was sheer enough to hint at the smooth skin beneath, but what really caught my attention was the dark, wet spot right in the center. It was bigger than I expected—damp fabric clinging to her folds, outlining the plump shape of her pussy lips clearly. She was soaked, the lace darkened and sticking to her.
My cock throbbed painfully in my pants, the pressure building fast. It strained against the zipper, hard and aching, fighting to get free. The sight of her like this made it almost unbearable. Heat rushed through me, my breathing turning shallow as I tried to keep my composure.
She didn't seem to notice where my eyes had gone. She was too busy opening the chocolate box.
To be continued…
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