Just make a run for it!

After several minutes of serious thought I decided the best course of action would be to simply make a run for it. I opened the door just a smidge to see if anyone was there, thankfully nobody was. I'll never forget the feeling that followed. I pulled the door wide open, leaving my dripping wet body to take up most of the frame. I stood there for a few moments, a brief thought of doubt crossed my mind but I snuffed it out quickly enough. I moved one foot outside the door, took a deep breath and began my heartpounding sprint through the house. Well, it would've been a sprint, had I not almost immediately slipped onto my butt with a loud thud. I had somehow forgotten that I was dripping wet, and I had no way of quickly drying myself. Not only that but I had now almost certainly aroused some curiosity from the group mere metres away from me. With my heart pounding out of my chest, I struggled to my feet again and began a more brisk walk, praying to all the known gods to get me to the end of the hall before anyone peeks their head out from my sister's door and sees me. I dared not look back to check if anyone did. As soon as I made it through the wooden hall to the beautifully carpeted stairwell I could swear I became an indiscernible blur of bouncing flesh. Again, I dared not turn my head to the living room to see if anyone had seen me.

As far as I could tell, and hoped, I had made it through the house unseen thus far. Unfortunately my luck had clearly run out as I shifted my gaze to my bedroom door, only a few metres away and yet between me and my destination was the last thing I wanted to see. A boy. He was clearly stunned to see my naked form but was seemingly unabashed as his eyes made their journey across my exposed flesh. My hands were already covering my breasts, and my pussy, but I could see that he was more than pleased with the view he was getting, despite the lack of goods, so to speak. I'll admit that my eyes were wandering as well, to his rapidly stiffening member which at least confirmed that he was enjoying what he was seeing. Neither of us spoke a word as I made my way closer to him, as I neared him he did seem to become more and more aware of his staring and just as I was about to pass he said "Sorry, I didn't- I'll just- Um-" he was clearly trying to apologize, although he was unable to finish his sentence, I never knew I could have such an enchanting effect.

Other than a slight smirk, I gave him no response as I made my way past him. When I entered my room I realized I had completely forgotten to cover my backside as I made my way over. The thought made my cheeks go red with embarrassment and I then realized that this time I would have **** but to look back, this time I knew I had an audience waiting for me. He was still standing there, of course, staring at me. I won't lie, the thought of him getting an eyeful was a bit... fun. I shut the door and immediately jumped onto my bed and shoved my face into a pillow, trying desperately to hide away. I couldn't believe that had just happened.