Riley

I saw much to my horror that it was none other than Riley that was standing in front of the full length mirror. In her bikini that was rather small. Apparently she had just gotten out of the pool because her suit hair and skin were still wet and she was lightly dripping water on Mia's carpet. And her suit was white so it was fairly see through. Not completely but close. Taking a few minutes, she turned right and left to admire how her body looked giving approving and disapproving noises every once in a while. Then I heard something that shocked me to the core. "I hope John likes this. It would suck if I bought this for the specific purpose of trying to finally convince him to desire me enough to ask me out. I have been trying for years. God boys can be so dumb." Shocked I didn't even react to that revelation until I noticed that she was no longer standing still. In fact, her hands were messing with the knot that was keeping her top on. She quickly removed it and followed it up by removing her bottoms. Well that was quite the glorious sight that I never expected to see. Riley standing in all her naked glory in front of a full length mirror giving me a view of both sides of her lean body. My dick was almost at full attention before her bottoms even hit the ground. Jeez. What is the point of jacking off if it was just going to go back to being hard right away anyway.

Mesmerized, I stood in the slightly open door to Mia's closet and simply stared as Riley looked into the mirror and twisted one way and then the other admiring how her naked body looked in different positions in the mirror. Occasionally she would push her tits out to make them look a little bigger or maybe her butt but every time she twisted, I got a good look at either her cute tight ass or her firm tits. I also managed to catch a brief look at her completely shaven pussy. Interesting considering to the best of my knowledge she didn't have a boyfriend so I wasn't entirely sure who she was shaving it for but then again, she could just be shaving it for herself. Or maybe she was shaving it in the hopes that I would see it. Who knows.

After a couple of minutes of her admiring herself and muttering about which exercise she needed to add to the routine to tighten this or that area up a little more, she finally paused and stood staring straight at the mirror. Realizing she might catch my reflection in the corner of the mirror, I quickly ducked back behind the door to the closet.