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“Hannah, we have company.”
It’s a Tuesday. I’ve just finished a long day at high school. I’m beat. Even though I’m sixteen, I don’t have a license so I have to walk both ways. I didn’t shower after gym class. Too many pervy girls. Combined with the long walk home, I know I’m rank. But Dexter is here. Mom’s latest boyfriend, the one who “helps” us. Translation is that he gives Mom gifts.
I go into the family room and they are there on the sofa sitting close. Dexter’s hand is on Mom’s thigh-high up and they both are smiling. I’m in my school uniform, plaid skirt falling nearly to the knee and white blouse with sweat and food stains on it. It hides the real me. Narrow ass. Full breasts. Skinny legs. I’m on my way to D cups but my mother wants more. She even asked one of her rich boyfriends if he could get me implants! At sixteen! At the time I wasn’t sure of the reason but now I am.
Mom has had trouble with the aging process. The string of boyfriends seems to be staying for shorter periods of time and they are getting increasingly older and fatter. Dexter is an exception. He is in his early forties, reasonably attractive for an old guy and apparently has money to spend on Mom, on us. Dexter has started to get antsy, definitely giving off vibes of moving on. Mom is desperate so recently I have been enlisted to help.
“Honey, why don’t you get out of those school clothes and join us.”
I know the code. She wants me to keep Dexter involved with her, with us, with me. Ugh. I’m exhausted and I smell but no time for a shower and a nap. I trudge to my room. I do what I’ve been instructed to do. Mom has come up with an outfit to keep Dexter coming back. I pull off my blouse and drop my skirt to the floor. Mom can pick it up later. Taking off my bra, I notice my breasts. Have they grown since morning? They are definitely pushing past C cups but so soon? Probably not. I lose the grannie panties. Yes, that’s right the school requires panties that completely cover girls’ asses. There are random checks. The gym teacher discreetly strolls through the locker room while we are changing to make sure that the panties meet the dress code. She caught my best friend in boy shorts and I didn’t see her for a week. Suspended! I presume had she been wearing a thong she would have been expelled.
I slide out of the panties and replace them with boy shorts. Mom wanted me to wear a thong but I resisted. I stay barefoot while pulling on a tight short skirt. My legs are really long but super skinny. I cringe as I pull on the agreed-upon T-shirt. It’s a size or two too small and it's thin. I redden as I see myself in the mirror. The nipples, of course, are darts and very prominent. What is really cringeworthy is my areolas. They are so evident, too evident. Fuck! Dexter has not seen this outfit yet and I’m humiliated.
Slowly I walk to the family room. Mom looks at me and smiles. Dexter looks at me and literally does a take. He tries to grin but the fact that his jaw is on his chest makes that very difficult. Mom tells me to get them some more beer from the fridge. I come back holding three long necks. Mom wants to chide me but my look backs her off. After passing them out, I twist off the cap and drink about half of it. I start to sit next to Mom but she shoots daggers at me and I slink to sit beside Dexter. There is about a foot of space between us. Mom shoots me another look and I scoot over almost close enough for our thighs to touch. I am holding my beer bottle against my chest and when Dexter moves his leg and our thighs touch, I down it and go for another. It is only Dexter’s look when I come back that causes me to look down and see the wet spot on my left breast. Fuck!
Thirty minutes later I am on my fourth beer and I am very relaxed. I have to be because I know what’s coming. Mom is about to leave the room and start dinner. I am expected to “entertain” Dexter in her absence. In the past, this has consisted of making small talk. However, in recent visits, Dexter has become interested in my “experiences” with boys and how it feels to have such exquisite “fun bags” at my disposal. It’s getting creepier so when Mom gets up to go to the kitchen, I follow. She hisses for me to go back. I down my fourth beer and grab a fifth from the fridge. I am really going to need it.
I literally sway as I go back in and with Mom out of the room, Dexter has become bolder. He talks about my shirt and what the beer bottle did to it earlier. For fun, he decides he wants to see more. So I very reluctantly wipe the bottle against the side of my right breast. It goes transparent. He grins. Realizing this isn’t that bad, I do the same for my left breast. Dexter appears to be vibrating.
“May I?” he says.
I’m pretty sure I know what he means and I reluctantly nod. Need to keep him happy, keep him coming back to see Mom (and me?). He rubs his bottle against the side of my breasts, smiles, and then rubs it on the ends, my nipples. The nipples harden and the shirt turns translucent. He then uses the bottle to lift the right breast and then the left. The tension is off the charts. I look down and he has a raging hard-on. It is both scary and creepy. Yet I have a sense of pride. Why? Is it me? Is it my breasts? Does it matter? This adult man has an erection because of this sixteen-year-old high school girl. Why am I strangely satisfied? And why when he gasps: “Show me” do I not have a bit of shame when I pull on the bottom of my shirt and raise it to show him my large and powerful breasts. Dexter’s mouth drops open and he places his hand on his crotch in a soothing gesture. After staring at my naked breasts for a hard minute, he gets up and goes to the kitchen. Mom and Dexter emerge as he drags her to her bedroom. Soon a pounding and the sounds of sex permeate the house. Dinner will have to wait.
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