Bedtime, again.

It’s such a relief to finish another evening of bullshit. I can’t wait for school tomorrow, but of course I can’t forget that I have my appointment tomorrow. Hopefully I can find a way to get the pill without douchebag knowing.

I haven’t changed yet, because I’ve been saving it for a special moment. My teeth are clean, my hair is brushed, I’m ready.

A tingle rushes through my body the moment I close my bedroom door behind me. I wonder if he’s there, if he’ll watch me. I quiver in excitement, goosebumps raising on my soft, pale skin. I set my glasses down again, my hand shaking in excitement, before I step in front of the window.

The night is still and quiet again. No cars pass. The moonlight reflects off the road. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him. He sits at his desk, his eyes fixed directly on me. I’m too nervous to look his way, so I don’t dare.

My quivering hands take the hem of my shirt, and pause for a moment, before pulling it up my body, over my breasts, and over my head. I take one arm out at a time before letting the shirt fall to the floor. I blush, my body filling with heat.

Nervously, I take my waistband and slide my pants down over my hips, my thighs, then down my knees where I step out of them. I can’t help but look, and my eyes meet his again. I snap them forward and pretend that I didn’t see, the heat continuing to spread through my body and build inside of my pussy.

With trembling hands, I reach behind my back again and unhook my bra. A shiver of excitement pierces me when it falls away. I peek again, and he catches me again! My eyes dart away and I blush even harder.

I can’t help myself!

My head turns again, my eyes meeting his. This time, it’s different. I hold eye contact with him. He stares in disbelief, as my fingertips delicately caress the sides of my body up and down. He leans forward, watching even more intently. His mouth falls open when I cup my breasts. I giggle, giving them a little squeeze for him. I reach down for my panties, my pussy tingling and aching for attention.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Quickly, I leap into bed and throw the blanket over my naked body. The footsteps come closer to my door, step by step. The door creaks open and I shut my eyes tightly. I can hear my father breathing from the doorway until he closes it and walks away.

My neighbor is gone when I creep back to look out the window.