Ana's POV

Ana digs through her wardrobe, figuring out what to wear.

-Do I wear something cute or something sexy? She thinks to herself.

-Hhmmm, whats the goal? To embarrasse, make jealous, catch their attention, tease and sexually frustrate.... maybe all of the above.

She grabs the crotchless panties from her clothes and tests them by holding them up to herself.

-Naw.... a bit much for day one. I don't want to look like a whore.

She grabs a cute cotton pair.

-These should do the trick.

Putting them on she admires herself in the mirror.

-Yes perfect. Dang girl dang look at that butt. They hug you just right.

She chooses a slightly oversized t-shirt and throws it on over her perky breasts. Spins a few times in the mirror.

-This should show just the right amount. Look out boys, looks like blue balls are in the forecast.

She takes a deep breath and cofidently walks out of the room. Carefully to not look towards the guys. Regardless it's s obvious through her peripheral vision they both look her direction.

Ignoring them Ana makes it to the kitchen. Her heart racing.

-Omg I can't believe I'm wearing this in front of a house guest.

She looks around the kitchen trying to find something to do. Realizing there are clean dishes to put away she starts there. A few moments later Ben walks in the kitchen holding a few empty beer cans.

@Hey, sorry. I died and thought I would help clean up a bit.

-Oh thanks. They go here.

She leans forward and opens the cabinet hiding the trash can. Feeling her breast push into the fabric of her shirt she realizes she just gave Ben a nice view of their outline.

@uhh... oh yeah sorry.

Throwing the cans away he notices Ana struggling to put a dish away in a high cupboard.

@Here let me help you.

Reaching above her he caresses her hand taking the plate.

-Thanks. You're so tall. Im use to being awkward and short.

@I don't think you look awkward. I think you're beautiful. Here take a seat and let me put these away while you direct me.

-Alright, I like telling boys what to do.

Ana hops up on the counter and sits. Looking down she makes sure to let the t-shirt fall just right to not cover her panties.

@Yeah I heard that was kinda your thing.

-Is that so? Just heard through the rumor mill eh?

They both awkwardly laugh. As Ben pulls a cup from the wash.

-There top left.

Next he grabs a couple plates.

-There. She points.

@Here?

-Yes.

Next he grabs a frying pan.

-That ones below me.

Ana spreads her legs wide allowing access to a cupboard below her. Ben kneels down and puts it away. Looking up he realizes his faces is inches from Ana's wide spread pussy. Only a pair of panties blocks his breath from touching her skin.

@Oh, shit! Sorry... I....

-You what?

@I was.... uhh this is awkward.

-You just got caught staring and my crotch?

@Uhhh, yeah, sorry.

-Im only teasing. Dont stress it, its not like you kissed it. Right?

@Yeah definitely not.

-Of course not. That would be terrible.

@Well I wouldn't say terrible but it was definitely an accident.

-Accident huh? Like one of those terrible pornos when the ditzy bitch falls into a dryer and gets stuck ass up head down.

@Hahaha, I wouldn't say it was quite that obvious.

-Not obvious.! Like the fact you didn't find an exscuse to come hang out in the kitchen with half dressed little ol' me.

@Well...

-What was your plan?

She hops off the counter and pushes awkwardly close.

-Was it to oggle me like eye candy? Or try to flatter me in the hopes of more.

@I.... Ana, I.... I simply wanted to help.

-So you don't secretly want me to drop to my knees and suck your cock?

Ben is pushed back to the counter looking for an escape. Ana drops to the floor and puts her head near his knees. As she finishes her sentence.

-Did you expect me to look up at you from the kitchen floor with big eyes and say, "Please daddy, cum on my pretty face"

@Jesus crist, Ana! Come on.

He looks around nervously worried about what it would look like at this moment with Ana on her knees between his legs.

-Or are more into those gamer girls where they say "UWU"?

@Stop!

-Tell me? Are you a daddy kind or an UWU kind?

@Enough, come on.

-Maybe I read you wrong. I guess you're not into me.

Ana stands up, opens the fridge and grabs a couple beers. Handing them towards Ben.

Ben stares dumbfounded at what just happen.

Grabbing the beers he leans in and whispers. @Its Daddy.

He turns to leave the kitchen as Ana quietly calls back.

-Have fun, Daddy!