Chloe Exposed!

Chloe McRose peeked out of the bathroom, her blue eyes darting up and down the hallway for any sign of prying peepers. Seeing no such people, the redhead stepped from the tiled floor on to carpet and made her way towards her bedroom. She kept a casual pace, one hand toweling at her wet, bright copper hair with one hair while the other sat against her chest, holding down both the towel wrapped around her and her large breasts. She would have liked to scamper from the bathroom to the bedroom. Much less chance of being seen that way. However, the mountainous, fatty globes on her chest were prone to wiggle and wobble, and though she was confident in her ability to tuck a towel, her lively tits could undo even the most skilful of wraps in an instance.

At the end of the hall, in the living area, Chloe could see Zack and Ashley setting up a game of some sort. Thankfully for her though, they were so consumed with their activity that they never once looked her way. Though it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to be seen dripping wet and adorned in nothing but a towel (this week alone had taught her there were worse things that being seen in a state of half undress), Chloe still didn't want Ashley or Zack to see her like this. Zack had lost any right to see or think of her as a sexual being since he'd dumped her for the perfectly pretty, blonde cheerleader. She scoffed, never having imagined him to have been so typically cliche.

It bothered her that he had even seen her topless yesterday, though in some ways it had annoyed her as well that Zack didn't seem bothered. She marvelled at her own hypocrisy as she reached the bedroom she shared with Kurt and turned the handle. She both wanted to deny him her sexuality, while also wanting him to notice her sexuality. Instead, that hot, little Latina, Lisa, had commandeered his attention. She gritted her teeth at the thought. It wasn't that she wanted Zack back, not even remotely. She just wanted him to want her, even a little, so she could have some control and power in denying it to him.

Tossing the towel she was using to dry her hair aside as she entered the room, she was reminded of the conversation she'd had with her ex-boyfriend and ex-friend on the couch earlier. He didn't want her so much that he was even encouraging her to pursue other relationships, only pausing to hope those relationships weren't born out of some lustful attempt to replace him. He didn't even realise how irritating his being kind and considerate was, even after screwing him over.

She knelt beside her suitcase, one hand still on the towel around her chest and the other fishing through her clothes for pyjamas. She didn't even bother unpacking. In the few days she'd been at the cabin, this was the third room she'd moved into. First she shared with Zack, then Heather and now with Kurt. Who knows, maybe tomorrow it might be Lisa. or Gavin. But the only way she'd move in with Gavin would be if they actually became a couple.

Gavin...Her geeky best friend flashed in her mind, but not the video game playing, head in his phone, bashful version that she'd grown up with. The version she saw was topless, with his hands on her tits, staring at her with an animal lust. She could still remember the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her needy, sloppy cunt. And if it was just sex, that'd be fine. She could write it off as just good, physical fun. But, when she kissed him there were sparks. Good old fashioned butterflies in her stomach, the kind accompanied by swooping music and fireworks in the films. So there was _something _there...but was it worth potentially ruining yet another friendship over?

Chloe groaned. Not at her thoughts, though this wasn't the first time that this dilemma had plagued her mind this evening, but at her suitcase. It was beyond difficult to find anything one handed. Then, with a chuckle, she remembered she was alone in the room with the door closed. There was no-one to conceal herself from and no need to handicap herself. Standing, she took a corner of the towel in each hand and pulled the tuck out. She opened the towel wide, she bared her body to the empty room.

About the same time, Kurt left Gavin in the kitchen with Victoria. He had complete confidence in his apprentice to convince Victoria to delay. It was the perfect chance to teach him how to seize opportunities as they come and to help him with his decisiveness. And, if all went to plan, Kurt himself would reap his own rewards.

He passed through the living area, too lost in plotting his scheme for the hike to notice Zack and Ashley setting up Connect4. He made a beeline to the bedroom, intent on lying down, maybe listening to some music, and just resting up before tomorrow. Without even considering that someone else might be inside, or even remembering that he now shared a room with a girl, Kurt opened his bedroom door to find himself staring at Chloe, completely nude.

For a moment, his eyes took in her whole form. Her arms held a towel behind her back, giving him a perfect view of everything, from her heavy set, full tits to her thick waist and wide hips and the puffy pussy peeking out between her thighs. And then realising what he was looking at he turned away.

"Shit, sorry," Kurt said, closing the door and hiding in the hallway.

Kurt's sudden entrance shocked Chloe initially, realising that she'd accidentally just flashed the older, blonde teen. She stared at the closed door, the space where he had been, for few seconds longer before breaking into laughter. Tucking the towel back around her chest, Chloe called out to him, "It's ok, Kurt, come in."

Kurt opened the door, looking around the wood and only stepping in when he saw that Chloe had covered herself up.

"You know you've seen me naked plenty of times," Chloe reminded him, still a hint of laughter in her tone. "Why so scared now?"

"That was sexual though." Kurt walked across the room and sat on his bed. "This is different."

Chloe tilted her head. "Different how?"

"Because you're getting undressed without the intention of having sex. There's just something more private about it, I feel," Kurt tried to explain. "It's like watching you pee or something. It's creepy."

"Some guys are into that, you know." Chloe said, then blushing as she basically admitted to Kurt that she was aware of water-sports as a fetish. She didn't want him to think of her as some sort of pervert...like him.

But Kurt just laughed, in the light, carefree way that he did. "Yeah, but that's making it sexual again."

"Hmmm." Chloe tapped her lips, thinking of another example. "What about yesterday down by the lake? When I lost my top? That wasn't intentionally sexual and you were still slobbering all over my boobs back then."

"First of all, your tits are slobberworthy no matter what the occasion," Kurt said, causing Chloe's cheeks to glow red bright like her hair. "And that was public. It just felt more fun and light-hearted. There's a difference between you going topless down by a beach and me gawking at you while you change in what should be the privacy of your own room."

"We do have to share this room though," Chloe reminded him. "S'not like we can just vacate anytime someone needs to put on a new top."

"No, but I can close my eyes, or turn around." Kurt offered. "I'll be like one of those Greek heroes."

"You know they always looked?" Chloe asked jovially as she took a few steps towards Kurt, swinging her hips as she walked. "And what if I want you to watch me take off my clothes? What if I'm undressing for your pleasure?"

"You mean like a striptease?" Kurt clarified, watching Chloe stop in front of him. Her hands went back to the corners of her towel, but held them to her chest as her ass continued swaying from side to side. "See, again, that's sexual."

"Oh?" Chloe raised her eyebrows as she turned her back to him, keeping the rhythm of her hips, her large, full buttocks pushed out towards his face. "Do you find this sexual?"

"Hell yeah." Kurt looked up at her with a smirk.

"What about now?" She asked, pulling the towel apart and inching it down her back. When the full curve of her back was exposed from the nape of her neck to the small of her spine, she asked again, "What about now?"

"So sexy," Kurt confirmed, and watched as she lowered the towel further, her full, round cheeks coming into view. Her puffy pussy lips were just visible between her legs as she bent over slightly to drop the towel around her feet.

"And now?" She asked again, straightening up and looking over her shoulder to see Kurt nod.

Then, with a deep breath, she turned around, allowing his eyes to feast on the fullness of her flesh, to see her whole and uncovered, from her large tits and dark nipples to the patch of pubic hair regrowing just above her mound.

She'd been naked around Kurt before, but it had always been the heat of the moment, with his cock out, looking to fuck. She'd never stood before him like this, exposed. She'd never been exposed like this with anyone. She could feel her body trembling. Her mind was cracking, doubts leaking in, telling her she was ugly, that Kurt would look at her with disgust now that he could truly see her as she was. And with that terror in her voice, she asked again, "and now?"

Kurt looked up at her but his face was not one of repugnance. It was a look she'd seen in his eyes many times before. A gaze of pure passion and undiluted lust. But, he was also frowning, clearly put off by something.

"Chloe, you're so fucking hot," he stated, matter of factly, as if he were talking about the Earth revolving around the Sun. "Who the fuck told you otherwise?"

Chloe looked away. "That's...you're just saying that."

"Trust me, Chloe, I don't say a girl is fucking hot if she ain't fucking hot," Kurt said, emphasising his statement by reaching out and grabbing her ass cheeks, pulling her body closer to him.

"May-maybe...but..." she gasped at his touch. "I bet you think Heather's hotter. Or Victoria. Or Ashley."

Kurt could hear the bitterness in her voice as she said Ashley's name, noting that Chloe was still torn up about the blonde, cheerleader taking her boyfriend. It wasn't surprising that it would still bother her, but Kurt didn't think she should think she was ugly because of it.

"I'm not out there feeling up their asses now, am I?" Kurt replied, squeezing her cheek.

"No. You're not. I'll give you that. And I can feel that you are enjoying what I've got on display..." She leaned over, bringing her face close to his, as her hand came to rest on his crotch. Even through his shorts she could instantly feel the heat and hardness of his stiff cock flexing beneath the clothing. "But, I do have one favour....something we've never done before..."

"Anal?" Kurt's eyes lit up.

"No!...well, maybe later..."Chloe giggled and licked her lips. "I want...I want you to kiss me."

"Kiss you?" Kurt queried, his eyes searching hers for some hidden meaning behind the request. "What's the big deal about that?"

"Just indulge me," Chloe pleaded, stroking his cock a little as she spoke. "Just a little something I need to see for myself."

Kurt frowned. He couldn't see the harm...but then again, wasn't that how all great disasters started?