Julie's on the phone!

As I peered into the room I saw Julie, standing before a full length mirror, admiring her reflection as she talked to someone on a cellular phone. As I eavesdropped on her one sided conversation I couldn't help wondering why she hadn't mentioned the cell phone to me when I told her I was stranded earlier. She had lied and said that there was no way I could call a tow truck! Had the cell phone simply slipped her mind or had she kept it from me for some reason of her own?

As I pondered this question I realized that she was talking to her husband, the only member of her family I hadn't seen yet. Holding the phone to her ear with one hand, Julie began to slowly unbutton the large white shirt she was wearing with the other.

"So you're stuck there until they get the runways cleared?" Julie asked as she pushed the shirt off her slim shoulders letting it fall to the floor behind her. "How long is that going to be?" She asked after listening to his response for a few seconds.

I knew I shouldn't be listening in on her private conversations and I had in fact been about to turn around and return to the living room until Julie had taken off her shirt. Now I was rooted to the spot as I stared at her shapely breasts clad only in a lacy white bra.

As she listened to whatever her husband was saying to her, Julie reached around behind her, fingers nimbly undoing the clasp on her bra. I watched in dumbstruck awe as she quickly slid the bra off, her naked breasts jiggling as she bent down to pick up her shirt from the floor. I noticed with a certain hunger that her nipples had hardened in the chill air of the house as stood up again, tossing her shirt and bra into a large hamper.

"Oh, we've lost power and the phone lines are down," Julie told her husband as she unhooked her pants, sliding them down her until she could step out of them. "Other then that nothing unusual has happened here," Julie said as she stood back up, dressed now in only a pair of white panties. I noticed the pleasantly rounded shape of her ass under the thin material even as I wondered why she hadn't mentioned my presence to her absent husband. It wasn't everyday a stranded motorist showed up at your house during a major blizzard, one would think it was the sort of news that you passed on to others. I wondered about this omission as Julie picked up a piece of clothing from the bed and quickly slipped it on over her head.

"So you'll be home tomorrow sometime?" Julie asked as she smoothed her flimsy nighty down over her body, admiring her reflection in the mirror. That's not the type of garment you usually wear on a stormy night, I thought to myself as I admired her body in the near see through lingerie. The nighty was short, it's hem falling just slightly higher then Julie's mid thigh, with a rather plunging neckline. "Okay, I've got to go," Julie said absently as she picked up a robe and slipped it on. "Yeah, okay, bye." She said impatiently about to hang up the phone. "I love you too," Julie said almost mechanically before turning the phone off. Sighing Julie stopped and took one last look at her reflection in the mirror before she started towards the door.

I was torn as to what to do. Should I run back downstairs and feign sleep or should I let Julie discover me in the hallway? I wasn't even sure I could make it back downstairs before Julie reached me? What should I do?