Wake Up

Emma woke up slowly. It took her a moment or two before she remembered that she was at her Aunt's house and in her Cousin's bed.

Shaking the sleep from her head, Emma kicked back the covers and got out of bed. A bit of drowsiness lingered, but she felt refreshed. The masturbation and nap had done wonders for her body.

Sounds of her family's voices and smells of food from downstairs meant that dinner must be done.

Emma let out a somewhat evil grin as she stood there naked. If only they had any idea of what she had been doing up here. Her Uncle would surely approve.

A surge of arousal ran up her spine and her grin widened. Uncle Edward would approve, but would be crushed that she hadn't let him wash. Too bad. Maybe at dinner she'd find some way to get close to him and let him smell her fingers.

Emma laughed out loud at her own perversions then redressed. She slipped on her panties and jeans, skipped the bra, and pulled on her t-shirt.

The smell of dinner was practically making her drool. Her little pre-nap workout must have burned up more fuel than she thought.