SinfulGypsyChild
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With the shower off..and the steam quickly dissipating, Charlie quickly became cold..she was still wet, and the air was cool against her bare skin. She heard Tommy rustling around in the hallway, and then knock on the door. It moved inward a few inches as he made some offhand joke. Charlie rolled her eyes, the shower having woken her up, but having done nothing to quell her high.
She watched as he stepped in, somewhat trying to avoid looking at her, and failing. It surprised her that he would have even thought to walk right in, but what shocked her even more, was the fact that she didn't care. Charlie smiled as she reached out for the towel, letting go of the shower curtain as she did. In one swift movement, she pushed it back and slowly wrapped the towel around her body, and stepped out of the shower. The tightened material pushed at her breasts, and a teasing glimpse of cleavage was shamelessly put on display.
"Thank you..it's all yours by the way.." Charlie grabbed her clothes and slid past her brother, the cramped space barely big enough for the two of them. As she reached the door, she turned her body away from him, and the back of her hand grazed the crotch of his jeans. She was aware of it..but said nothing..the fluttering in her belly spoke volumes though. It had been an accident, but there was no denying the slight bulge underneath the material. Charlie cleared her throat and grabbed the door, pulling it closed as she made her way out.
Once in the bedroom, she gently swung the door closed and proceeded to dry off. She toweled off her hair and then slipped into the pajama shorts and tank top, opting to go commando for bed. She slept better that way. She listened to the water run and splash as Tommy showered, and she went about her routine..brushing out her hair and applying the sweet, lightly floral scented lotion she loved so much. When she was finished, she made her way over to the dresser and opened one of the drawers he had given her, and dug around until her fingers wrapped around the small black grinder and pack of cigars she had stuffed underneath her clothes.
Charlie made her way back to bed, plopping down at the head of it, again resuming her indian style position. She made quick work of disposing of the tobacco in the cigar, dumping it into the plastic pack it came in. The fruity scent wafted upward, filling her nose, and she made a face. She didn't care for the smell, as it was very sweet, but the taste was what she went for. She filled the open cigar with fresh green and effortlessly rolled it, picking up the outer leaf wrap, and carefully moistened it, taking her time piecing it all together. When she was finished, she grabbed Tommys lighter and ran the flame over it to dry it and then sat it and the lighter down as she stood and made her way into the kitchen, grabbing two more beers and then heading back to the bedroom to wait for him to finish..
She watched as he stepped in, somewhat trying to avoid looking at her, and failing. It surprised her that he would have even thought to walk right in, but what shocked her even more, was the fact that she didn't care. Charlie smiled as she reached out for the towel, letting go of the shower curtain as she did. In one swift movement, she pushed it back and slowly wrapped the towel around her body, and stepped out of the shower. The tightened material pushed at her breasts, and a teasing glimpse of cleavage was shamelessly put on display.
"Thank you..it's all yours by the way.." Charlie grabbed her clothes and slid past her brother, the cramped space barely big enough for the two of them. As she reached the door, she turned her body away from him, and the back of her hand grazed the crotch of his jeans. She was aware of it..but said nothing..the fluttering in her belly spoke volumes though. It had been an accident, but there was no denying the slight bulge underneath the material. Charlie cleared her throat and grabbed the door, pulling it closed as she made her way out.
Once in the bedroom, she gently swung the door closed and proceeded to dry off. She toweled off her hair and then slipped into the pajama shorts and tank top, opting to go commando for bed. She slept better that way. She listened to the water run and splash as Tommy showered, and she went about her routine..brushing out her hair and applying the sweet, lightly floral scented lotion she loved so much. When she was finished, she made her way over to the dresser and opened one of the drawers he had given her, and dug around until her fingers wrapped around the small black grinder and pack of cigars she had stuffed underneath her clothes.
Charlie made her way back to bed, plopping down at the head of it, again resuming her indian style position. She made quick work of disposing of the tobacco in the cigar, dumping it into the plastic pack it came in. The fruity scent wafted upward, filling her nose, and she made a face. She didn't care for the smell, as it was very sweet, but the taste was what she went for. She filled the open cigar with fresh green and effortlessly rolled it, picking up the outer leaf wrap, and carefully moistened it, taking her time piecing it all together. When she was finished, she grabbed Tommys lighter and ran the flame over it to dry it and then sat it and the lighter down as she stood and made her way into the kitchen, grabbing two more beers and then heading back to the bedroom to wait for him to finish..
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