Squeaky clean

Sliding out of the room, and just barely closing the door, I made it make to the other side of the hall where my room is. Monica no way noticed me as far as I can tell, and I was ready to put my plan into place.

Ripping off my plain clothes and underwear, I scrambled to the drawer where I keep all my sexy stuff. I had to hurry and pull this together before Monica was finished. I needed her at maximum horniness. I found what I was looking for, the white, lacy lingerie I knew Monica was crazy about. I slipped them on and gave myself a quick look in the mirror. I looked smoking hot, I thought. I undid my bun and let my hair down, just like the woman in the video. I was ready to go.

I went to the door, and stuck my head out to the hallway. Had to be sure that she couldn't see any of the goods before the reveal. I needed her jaw to hit the floor, and shortly after, her panties.

"Monica?" I called out. "Are you still here? I need your help."

I heard a flurry of shuffling beyond the door, and the closing of her laptop. "Yeah," Monica replied. "What do you need?" She sounded irritated, which was perfect. Sounded like I interrupted her just before she came.

"I'm sorry, I just really need your help. Can you come see this?"

"Yeah. I guess. Just a second." I could hear her get up from her bed, and probably put her clothes back on.

I ran back into my room, and gave myself another once over in the mirror. I spun around and gave my ass a slap, I was really proud of my nice curves. Now time to put them to work.

"Christy?" Monica called out, still sounding annoyed and slightly out of breath. "What do you need?"

"In here!" I called out, barely hiding my excitement. I could feel my pussy getting damp already. God I couldn't wait to cum. I'd probably climax in seconds, based on how I was feeling already.

"Okay Christy, what do you-" Monica walked in and started to say. When she saw me, she gasped. "Oh." She almost whispered.

Monica was as cute as ever. She was wearing an oversized T Shirt she quickly threw on, as well as loose gym shorts. Her bra wasn't completely on right, and I could see the straps of her panties pulled above her hips.

I smiled. "Hey Monica! I needed your help for this! What do you think of these? Are they cute or what?"

Monica ran her eyes up and down my body, and I could tell she was blushing hard. Perfect, I thought. She was right where I wanted. "Um," she barely managed to get out. "It's- it's good." She ran her eyes up and down again, her eyes lingering a little longer on my breasts and hips. Maybe I was just imagining it, but she looked like she just licked her lips.

"Okay great, but how good?" I asked her. "Like, I've been out of the game for a long time, and I really need to get some action tonight.

Monica swallowed, and at this point still hadn't moved from the doorway. I had to get her closer to the bed.

"Um," she stammered. "No, it looks really good. I, uh." She looked back briefly at the door. "I have to go now. I should, uh. Get back to homework."

She started to turn towards the door.