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Chapter 8 by jonjacobs64 jonjacobs64

Do we get to see Charissa get undressed?

Show some skin, babe!

Charissa put her hair tie on the desk, checked her phone again, and then without any hesitation lifted her shirt off. I held my breath as I beheld her topless body, her pink running bra bright against her light skin. To be honest, I had seen more cleavage at the beach, but there's just something so much sexier about underwear ... especially when you're not supposed be seeing it.

I didn't have to wait long for the shorts to come off next. There she stood in her open doorway, framed like a wall hanging, wearing nothing but her underwear.

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I held my breath, giving my cock a chance to use up as much blood as it wanted. I wasn't close by--this is something I'd have to figure out later--but from across the basement, I was thrilled to watch my babysitter undress.

And then... damn! She stepped away from the door. I fought every instinct to emerge from the laundry room to take a closer look, and it was a good thing, too, because about a minute later she returned wearing her white towel and unknowingly passed only a few feet away from me before heading upstairs for her shower.

I knew I had to be quick. I waited until I heard the water running upstairs and then I dashed into her room. Cell phone on the desk, next to her laptop, Kindle, Bible, disheveled sheets -- I walked by them all to head to the laundry basket. I fished out the sweaty underwear she had been wearing less than five minutes ago. I lifted it to gingerly to my nose; yes, there was the stink of sweat but also the soft, flowery scent I'd come to associate with Charissa these past few days. I whipped out my cock, rubbed it a few times against her underwear, and smelled it again before dropping it back in the laundry basket.

The water was still running in the bathroom, and I snuck back to my room, retreating to the safety of my private sanctum. The shower stopped, and I heard Charissa head back downstairs. I'd seen her in a bikini, wearing clothes with no underwear, and now in her underwear with no clothes. Had I peaked already? Or would there be even more exciting opportunities ahead?

Maybe we'll learn something very, very private and very, very sexy?

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