Skylar’s Sexual Awakening

“Oh come on Gabbie! It wasn’t that embarrassing!” I said, my phone pressed to my ear for so long my skin actually felt like it was starting to burn a little bit. Me and my bestie Gabbie could talk for hours on the phone and, honestly? I’m pretty sure if I looked at the time we probably already have been.

“I’m sure no one even noticed!” I continued as I walk into my house and head to the kitchen. “Like, who notices the buttons on a blouse popping open and a pair of breasts coming out these days? Aren’t people too busy to notice that?” I say with a small scoff, wondering how this woman could think the world is all about her.

Coming home directly from campus I was too busy with my own problems to really focus on what she was saying though. I had an exam tomorrow I needed to focus on studying for, one of my favorite professors was going on maternity, and my other professor told me that my paper came back saying it was AI? I spent a whole week writing that thing!

Usually Gabbie would be the one I would want to talk to about this but, recently, her mind has been so scatter brained I’m not sure she could tell her foot from her hand at this point. I couldn’t blame her though, she was one of the most popular girls in school!

“No! Babes! I don’t think you understand!” Gabbie practically screamed in my ear. “There’s a video that’s already going viral! Here I’ll send it to you.” She says. There’s a small pause and I could hear some light tapping on the other side before she continued. “I just sent it to ya! Look!”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her drama. Pulling the phone away I clicked on the message and saw the video she was talking about, her breasts easily jiggling out of a loose piece of fabric that I can’t believe she was trying to call a shirt.

“Babes… this doesn’t surprise me at all.” I say drolly, grabbing a cheese stick out of the fridge before walking further into my house. “Your breasts are huge! And you’re wearing a piece of children's clothing claiming it fits you.” I say, starting to walk up the stairs towards my parent’s room. Maybe they’d be more help right now.

“Those clothes are cute! And like you’re one to talk!” Gabbie bites back, and I could hear a very tiny giggle coming from her. “Your tits are bigger than mine are!” She says, and I could practically hear the smile on her face.

“And that’s why I dress appropriately.” I respond, rolling my eyes again as I get closed and closer to my parents room, to lost in my conversation to notice the wet slapping sounds or the loud moans coming from inside. “Anyway I gotta go babes…” I continue, putting my hand on the door knob. “Talk to ya later, ok?” With that I hang up the phone and push open the door, being greeted by a sight that made my jaw hit the floor. I had to start recording!

Now, I’m a psychology major! I know how important sex is in a loving relationship between man and wife! And the fact they get loud and aggressive with each other just means they love each other so much more! There’s only one problem with that here…

…that man isn’t my father.