Get out of those wet clothes

Figuring that the most that could happen was Julie seeing my arousal I started stripping out of my snow wet clothes. Julie just stood there watching me as I stripped down to my underwear, her eyes widening a little as she saw the bulging outline of my cock but she didn't say anything as I slipped into the warm robe. Gathering up all of my clothes I handed them to Julie and she left the room silently. Maybe it was my imagination but I could've sworn that she was wiggling her hips a little more as she walked away from me. While she was gone I sat down on the couch, the warmth of the house after the chill of outside making me drowsy. I nodded off to sleep almost instantly.

When I woke up I was still alone in the darkened living room, the house silent other then the crackling of the wood in the fireplace. Curious as to where Julie went I got up and walked through the downstairs of the house. The house was quiet and every room was dark. She must have gone upstairs, I thought to myself as I headed towards the living room again. As I was passing one room I heard a faint sound and turned to look through the half open door. I saw that the room that I was previously thought was dark a small battery operated reading light gave off a subdued light. In the faint light, I saw Julie laying on a couch reading a magazine. There was nothing extraordinary about this but as I looked on for a few more seconds I saw that one of her hands had slipped into her shirt, the movement under the cloth making it obvious that she was absently stroking her breast as she read. I wondered what she was reading but I couldn't make out the magazine title in the faint light.

As I tried to decide whether or not I should announce my presence Julie put the magazine down and shutting off the light headed towards the door. I didn't want to make it seem like I had been watching her so before she reached the hallway I hurried back towards the living room, throwing myself onto the couch and feigning sleep.

A few seconds later I heard Julie walk into the room and softly call my name. Opening my eyes slowly I saw that she was bending over in front of me waiting for me to wake up. As I looked at her I noticed that her position had caused the front of her shirt, the top two buttons undone, to gape open giving me a clear view of the top of her breasts. I felt my cock surge to full awareness as I looked at Julie's tits in the darkened room.

"John?" Julie said after a few seconds and I realized I had been staring at the intimate flesh she was unwittingly showing me. Tearing my eyes away from her tits I looked up into her face and I could've sworn I saw a faint smile in her eyes but it could have been just reflected firelight. "Would you like some dinner?" Julie asked me finally.