Her Dad's Apartment

"Goodnight Chels." her dad said, walking into his bedroom and closing the door.

"Night." Chelsie responded, turning off the TV to go to the kitchen.

It was Friday night, and the weekend was just ahead of her. She was looking forward to it, but of course her mind couldn't help but remind her that Friday wasn't quite over with yet...

"Hey sexy, how are you doing?" the voice asked Chelsie with her with a seductive tone.

"Ugh, I'm not up for this. I just want to have a drink before I go to bed." Chelsie replied, her bare feet lightly slapping on the floor.

Chelsie took out a glass and took out the water pitcher, filling it completely. She replaced the pitcher and started to sip on her glass. Chelsie had never been very fast at drinking, so she knew it was going to take a little bit to finish it. She pivoted on the floor and leaned up against the island in the small kitchen. As she sat there drinking, her mind started to wonder, making her think about her week and how stupid her peers were. As she was thinking, her free hand slid down her smooth belly and slid into her shorts. Before she knew it, she was rubbing herself into an orgasm. However, just before she hit her climax, the voice returned.

"Say, why waste a perfectly good orgasm in this shitty place? There's that nice garden just a little ways down the street!"

Chelsie thought about it, maybe it would be nice to finish there. At least she could experience her first orgasm outside. She had heard from some of the sluts at school that it was always better outside.