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Chapter 8 by qwertyuiop[] qwertyuiop[]

Who was admiring themselves?

Bella

I saw much to my horror that it was none other than Bella that was standing in front of the full length mirror. She was wearing yoga pants and a tight tank top that showed every detail of her toned body. I could even faintly see her abs outlined in the fabric. Looking a little closer I also noticed that her skin was glistening with what I guessed was sweat based on the outfit. Guess she was working out while I was hanging around earlier. Sweet. Twisting an turning she started to admire how she looked in her outfit. Muttering to herself about how she thought her butt was too big or her tits to small and her abs not defined enough, it took everything I had not to barge out of the closet and disprove everything she was saying. Then, as I watched she turned to stare straight at the mirror and pull her tank top over her head revealing her luscious tits to my view, indirectly of course. Apparently she didn't wear a bra when she worked out. Interesting information I decided to file away for later. Then she bent over and slid her pants to her ankles revealing that she skipped the entirety of her underclothes set because as her yoga pants slipped past her tight ass, I saw the bottom part of her pussy come into view before she stood back revealing her full naked body.

Mesmerized, I stood in the slightly open door to Mia's closet and simply stared as Bella looked into the mirror and twisted one way and then the other admiring how her naked body looked in different positions in the mirror. Occasionally she would push her tits out to make them look a little bigger or maybe her butt but every time she twisted, I got a good look at either her cute tight ass or her firm tits. I also managed to catch a brief look at her completely shaven pussy. Interesting considering to the best of my knowledge she didn't have a boyfriend so I wasn't entirely sure who she was shaving it for but then again, she could just be shaving it for herself.

After a couple of minutes of her admiring herself and muttering about which exercise she needed to add to the routine to tighten this or that area up a little more, she finally paused and stood staring straight at the mirror. Realizing she might catch my reflection in the corner of the mirror, I quickly ducked back behind the door to the closet.

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