Call a friend

With little else on your mind you decide to call your friend Jenifer, who lives just a few blocks away. You actually had other plans than chatting with your girl friends, but it's an easy way to kill some time at least.

"Joy, what's up?" She wonder as she picks up the phone, sounding happy to hear from you.

"I'm bored." You confess, while pacing around the house and throwing a quick glance out the livingroom windows. You notice Mr. Wood still standing on his porch, reading his newspaper while quite obviously pretending to not be spying on you. Likewise you pretend that you haven't seen him, and position yourself to give him a nice view of your thong-clad little ass as you keep talking to Jen. "My parents are out of town all day. How about yours?"

"Yeah, same here." She says, confirming your assumptions. Her mother is the sister of your step-dad, and as it's a family company they often go on meetings together. Her dad is barely ever home at all, constantly working at one far-off construction site or another.

"And what about Tom?" You wonder in your most innocent voice, knowing full well that it's having the exact opposite effect.

"For god's sake, Joy! He's practically your cousin!" Jen tries to admonish you, but not without laughing herself. Her brother is a few years older than the two of you and he's a bit of a nerd, but he's also damn good looking and your friend knows that you've had the hots for him for years.

"Aww, come on!" You keep teasing her, and then let her chat along about what's new and stuff. Meanwhile you're slightly distracted by your neighbour, who's found some binoculars by now and appears to have taken to a sudden interest in 'bird watching'.

"Mmm-hmm?" You keep replying absently to your friends chatter, while sensing a familliar warmth spreading from your crotch. Smiling to yourself you slip a finger down between your legs, feeling your own wetness through the thin material of your thong.