Girl who went on spring break

You go through the texts on your phone until you find what you're looking for. It's a picture of Hannah's driver's license that you had texted to yourself using her phone. Just thinking about the girl in the dressing room with her hefty breasts makes you salivate.

You quickly look up her up on social media and you find many pictures of her partying at spring break. She was wearing the red string bikini in some of the pictures. They barely contain her massive breasts on her small frame, and even in the pictures you can see guys staring at them out of the corner of their eyes. You find a picture of her with her family at Thanksgiving. She has a younger brother, around 14-15. Her father looks like a plain and boring man, but her mother is smoking hot. Even in a pink sweater, it's obvious where Hannah had gotten her breasts and blonde curls from, though her mother is slightly taller and looks fit, without the baby fat.

The picture was taken at home, so you make yourself invisible and teleport there.

The house is quiet and you appear in the dining room. Looking out the window, there's only one car in the driveway. It's a nice suburban neighborhood, and you make your way upstairs to look for Hannah. You're still naked, so you don't have to worry about your footsteps.

Upstairs, you walk right pass the master bedroom. The next room belongs to Hannah's brother and he's not there.

"Oh shit," you mutter when you realize it's a weekday. Walking over to the next room, the one that's clearly Hannah's, you have confirmation that she's not around. Must be at school. You see a laundry hamper in Hannah's room and you pick up a shirt of hers and smell it. Your boner won't go away and you're thinking about just masturbating to Hannah's scent when you remember the car in the driveway. Someone was home.

You make your way back to the master bedroom and quietly turn the knob.