I head to the shower

I head into the shower, leaving a small opening in the door if Millie wants to watch me shower, or even better, if she wants to join me...

I keep looking at the opening between the door and door frame, but it is not possible to see if she is watching me shower. I am a bit relieved at that actually, since that means Millie could not have seen me watching her.

I finish my shower, dry myself up, then realise I do not have a change of clothes. I feel quite embarrassed about this, so I try to think about what to do.

Then Millie opens the door to the bathroom, hands me a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, laughs and says: "Here, these should fit, men and not thinking ahead!" Then she laughs again.

I get dressed in the clothes she's leant me, they sort of fit but are a bit tight, and come out of the bathroom. Millie is in the bed room drying her hair, and all she is wearing is a pair of very tiny shorts and a white, tiny tank top. She has her back turned to me, and as far as I can see she is not wearing a bra underneath the tank top.

Millie hears me behind her, so turns around and looks at me, and bang, there are those big tits of hers almost completely visible through the tank top as her body is still wet so the tank top has become wet as well.

"Have a seat in the lounge area, I will be right out" Millie says and smiles.

I grab my ice water, top it up, then go sit on the sofa and look at a magazine that is laying there. After about 5 minutes, Millie comes out, her tits are still clearly visible through her tank top as it is still wet.

The lounge area has a corner sofa facing towards the TV, and I am sitting close to the middle of it. Millie sort of semi lays down next to me, and puts her feet in my lap. She is talking quite a lot, and I am mainly listening, trying to look in her eyes rather than looking at her tits. However, the combination of seeing Millie's big tits through her tank top and her feet almost touching my dick is making my dick get hard, and the sweatpants she has lent me are so tight that there is no way to conceal this.

Then Millie shifts one of her feet in my lap, and it touches my hard dick. She holds her foot still for a bit, then rubs it a bit against my hard dick, and says:

"Is that a flashlight in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Then she starts laughing.