Peep

Emma decided having something to tease her cousin about would be more fun than doing the right thing. She silently moved to look through the gap, taking care not to bump the heavy door. As her eye lined up, more of the room came into view.

Emma feared she would only catch a glimpse of sleeping Jenny, and her excitement dropped. Emma could see Jenny's form hidden under a bundle of blankets, but not much else. The girl was breathing shallowly and just lying on her back. Emma was sure that her younger cousin had already fallen asleep, but then there was movement.

A small lump moved under the blanket. Jenny's hand moved, but it was probably just to scratch an itch. Emma's own breathing slowed as she watched her cousin. It wasn't much of a show, but the possibility of something happening had Emma tensing up with excitement.

The moving hand was either itching a thigh, or stomach, very slowly, or Jenny was not as sleepy as she had pretended to be. Emma watched on in fascination.

It was becoming clear that this was no scratching of an itch. At least not in the common sense. Jenny's legs seemed to open under the blankets, and the moving hand made it's way between them. If Jenny was going to take a nap, it would be after a bit of self-relief.

Emma's heart rate and breathing sped up to match her cousin's. Jenny was steadily rubbing between her legs and breathing faster. Emma was contemplating a bit of self exploration herself, but was stopped in her tracks by a hand on her shoulder.

Emma flinched, then froze. A bit of panic washed over her as she realized that she was caught watching her cousin masturbate. Slowly Emma turned to face the consequences.