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Name: Elizabeth Star
Age: 18
Height: 5'6


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It isn't easy finding yourself alone, in a three floor mansion.

Okay, that might sound just a tiny bit spoiled on my part, but it's the truth. For years now, it has bothered the life out of me to be alone in such a grand, open house. It's easy to get lonely, not to mention uneasy at every single noise that occurs throughout the day. Sure, I did have friends but, it was hard to get them to come over, since all the rage was in nightclubs and such. I could go with them, but then I'd be paranoid over the possibility of someone having broken in.

It's not that I was alone all the time though. I mean, I was near every boy's fantasy at school. I stood at 5'6, had an absolutely gorgeous face, soft pale skin and a wonderfully sculptured figure. What is more - two large, heavy breasts, a plump backside and nice long legs. I guess that from time to time, I would wear clothing that simply amplified my features but don't get me wrong, I didn't want to have all the attention of the boys at my school. I don't know, I guess that I wanted a man instead. Someone more mature.

But that's besides the point, in recent weeks I found some company. My dad's best friend was in charge of coming over from time to time this summer. Lance Morgan and I quickly found ourselves a way to divert the time. That is, we both enjoyed playing pool.

"I'll get you this time."
I told him picking up a cue stick, as we began to play in the basement.
 
It Was the end of another pain in the ass work day. A long day out on the job site putting up with lazy workers. Having to get all the foremen in shape, and. Male sure try had there own crews
In shape. But once the days benchmarks were met, it was off to check up on his best friends little girl. Ok maybe little girl wasn't the right words. She was a stunner, a real bombshell and Lance constantly found himself fighting those thoughts he shouldn't even have had

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He was a cool blue eyed construction worker. His wide 6'3 fre was heavily muscled, and his time in the gym had those heavy muscles chiselled down.

He tossed his hat in his truck and soon found himself joking around with Elizabeth as they set into another game of pool in the basement. The AC was on full blast and it was the perfect hide out from the summer heat. That an he had promised his buddy he would
Check on her every night he was gone

The snug jeans showed off her frame in a most distracting way, that and the days heat had caused her to let a few of the buttons slip on her blouse, the full
Cleavage billowing out was hard to ignore

"Yeah, sure you will. Your lucky I'm not a betting man. Or else I'd have you eating those words" he said with a smile as he scooped up the rack, thick muscles
Rippling under her tight t shirt as he set the rack up

"I'm such a gentlemen that I'll even let you break" he said with a smile, his eyes avoiding those soft swells as she looked back at him
 
"Yeah, sure you will. Your lucky I'm not a betting man. Or else I'd have you eating those words" Lance said as began to set up the game. I had to admit, he did not look at all my dad's age. His physique was really something - if I didn't know any better, I'd say he was a model. Though I shook the thoughts off the top of my head. We were here to play pool.

"I'm such a gentlemen that I'll even let you break" he then added, and I couldn't help but smile back. Though, right when I was going to, something popped into my head:

"Hey...why don't we bet? Let's spice this game up a notch." I said, a hand on my hip.
 
He watched as her eyes lit up, her hand hit her hip and her top jiggled oh so nicely

"A bet huh?" his head whirled with the implications by he knew he had to play it safe

"Alright what are you thinking" he was thinking
About how much better
She would look with a few buttons undone. His eyes couldn't help but dip down at the line of soft cleavage exposed by her blouse. Maybe she would play or a button or two. Maybe not

"Let me guess while your dads gone. You want beer. I tell you what. For each shot you make I'll bring you a beer. If you win. I double it. But it's gonna cost you" he Sao wih a smile

" was that pretty close?" he asked with a smile as his blue yes met her brown eyes. Her hands slidin over the shaft of the cue stick
 
"Let me guess while your dads gone. You want beer. I tell you what. For each shot you make I'll bring you a beer. If you win. I double it. But it's gonna cost you"

"That was pretty close." I say with a grin "Oh my god, am I that predictable?"

I toy around with the cue stick, and then I nod "Okay, I'll take you on that. But what is it going to cost me?" I ask, as I couldn't help but wonder. In fact, I couldn't tell if he was going to tell me outright, or keep it as a mischievous surprise. Either way, I'm game.
 
He smiled at her sudden enthusiasm

"no your not that obvious. Your just 18 and your daddy isn't home" he said with a smile for her as he lifted the rack and set the table. He stepped back looking at her

"hmmm. What will it cost me? Well how about I help you cool off. Let's say each shot I make gets me a button" be said with a wink and an obvious dip of his eyes to her cleavage

"Afyer all a bra is just like a bikini" he said with a smile, knowing he was pushing his luck, but so was she

"and for the game? Well let's say you get to be my little waitress tomorrow. I'll even bring dinner, you just have to serve me. I've always wanted a servant" he said with a smile as he grabbed a cue stick of his own, nonchalantly examine the stock as he waited to see if he had pressed her too far
 
"hmmm. What will it cost me? Well how about I help you cool off. Let's say each shot I make gets me a button" he said, scandalously looking into my cleavage for a second, after giving me a playful wink. I gasped playfully as well, and actually ended up agreeing with him:

"Well, that makes sense. Just like a bikini."

"and for the game? Well let's say you get to be my little waitress tomorrow. I'll even bring dinner, you just have to serve me. I've always wanted a servant"

I smile and get ready to play. Before so, I say "You're awfully cocky. Okay, it's a bet."
 
He smiled back at her, he loved the way she said cocky, and that flint in her eye. This was going to be a very interesting week

"Well maybe just a little bit"He replied as he watched wr set up to break the set. Her full chest heaving against her top as
She leaned over
To shoot, his eyes dipping to her tits

"So what kind I beer do you like" he asked a she began to walk around the table
 
I knew that with certain movements, some cleavage would show. It couldn't be helped but I figured that this could actually prove to be an advantage for me. I smiled as I walked around, thinking that I had this match under control.

"So what kind I beer do you like"

"Coors light would be nice." I say with a grin as I take my shot.
 
He smiled as she mentioned coors light, seeing that she wasn't sure, but he smiled all the same

She stepped
Up to the table, leaned down and with a shove of the stock, sent the balls flying with a loud crack, but she didn't make any, and unfortunately for her, set him up nicely

He stepped over to the cue ball

"CL huh. I've always been a bud light guy myself" he said with a grin as a loud crack filled
The room, and a ball shot into the corner pocket

"Guess that makes me stripes" he said a she lifted his eyes to her, deliberately taking a long Tim tons rink in the sight onher gorgeous rack in the tight silver blouse

"That'll be one button" he said as his blue eyes lifted to hers, the muscles
Of his chest flexing as he stood up and crossed his arms over his stomach

"And I'll give
You the next shot"
 
"That'll be one button" he said as I looked in horror at my shot. My god that was awful. "Lucky hit." I said, spitefully as I undo of one the top buttons, making my cleavage spill out just a bit more. "Come on, focus..." I think to myself as I aim for my next shot...

And I mess up again.

"What the hell?"
I ask myself angrily.
 
The way her fingers slid to her chest and slid over the soft full flesh of her breast was enticing. The way her tits seemed to jiggle as the button came undone was arousing. But she had had the blouse buttoned up tight, but watching her shoot was getting even bette

The gorgeous brunette walked around the table line up her shot and put her delicious cleavage on display as she bent over. The shot went wide

"I guess this week was meant to be a sober one for you" Lance said with a smile as he walked around to the cue ball, quickly sinking another hot in the opposite corner

"Oh dear, looks
Like you owe
Me another," he said with a smile as e stepped closer to her

"I always did wonder what you looked like in a bikini " he said in a gruff voice as he passed by her, his muscular frame
Looming over wr petite curvy one, and the view was delightful

"my button and your shot"
 
"I always did wonder what you looked like in a bikini " he teased me as I lamented over my shot. Still, I felt it difficult not to grin back at him as my fingers moved to another button on my blouse - leaving just one there, straining against the pressure. "Okay fine, but don't count me out just yet." I say as I carefully aim my cue stick, knowing full well that Lance was looking and...

"Ha! Well looks like you owe me a beer."
I say, triumphantly.
 
He watched as her fingers slid down over the soft skin of her breasts, gliding over the black button, straining to hold her cleavage in. Then she popped it free. Full soft flesh spilled forward, the next button straining to hold back her prodigious rack. Lance smiled

He watched as she leaned forward totals her shot, and he felt himself beginning to stir. This was trouble. He had never thought of Elizabeth like this, but just one look at her could make a man forget, the last yea or so had been extremely generous to her

The cue stick slid forward and she sunk a shot

"Alright that's one" he said with a smile, looking up from her chest to her eyes

"I'll let you shoot till you miss, I wouldn't want to take advantage of you" he said with a smile, but the words in his head made him wonder. Well there wasn't much to wonder, he would love to take advantage of her

"So go ahead, take the next one"
 
"I'll let you shoot till you miss, I wouldn't want to take advantage of you"

I giggle and reply "Oh, okay sure. No pressure." before aiming my cue stick, leaning over the pool table. I carefully aim and take my shot. Another point, another drink for me. "Make that two drinks" I say, looking at him with a grin as I move around the table.

Though, I think that I began to get nervous here as I made a very sloppy shot and unsurprisingly, I messed up.
 
He smiled as she leaned down to take, and make her next shot

"two it is" he said with a smile as she came around to his side of the table, her plump rump in profile was beyond delicious as her full chest came to rest on the side of the table. He was openly oggling her ass as she shot, and either she felt his eyes, or just got nervous and missed but the shot went wide

"Alright so we are two to two then" Lance said as he walked around to the cue ball, easily sinking his next shot

"I wonder, can you even get a little tipsy on just two beers?" he asked with a grin as his eyes met hers, she looked down to scan the table. And he looked down to scan a delicious sweep of cleavage

"I believe you owe me another one"
 

"Alright so we are two to two then. I wonder, can you even get a little tipsy on just two beers?"
he said, moving up towards me as his eyes went over my cleavage. I couldn't help but smile back at him and reply "Well you could always get more to be nice."

"I believe you owe me another one"

"Oh fine."
I say, as I undo another button of my blouse, revealing the middle of my bra and stomach. I had to admit, that my breasts did feel a little less...retrained this way. He didn't seem to complain either. Just one button left.
 
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He smiled as her blouse came undone even further. Her bra coming into plain view, her soft white breasts billowing out. He couldn't help a soft groan that escaped him. His pant began to grow a little tighter as he felt himself throb at the sight. What was this little girl doing to him.

The full sweep of her breasts were accentuated by the small expanse of flat stomach that was exposed. She was delicious

"I guess I could" he said with a smile, his eyes pulling up from her tita to meet hers

"After all I don't think they sell coors lights in a 4 pack" he said with a grin a she gestured
To the table

"Your shot" he told her. And his ees glued to her figure as it jiggled. She slowly strode around te table, his eyes drinking in the sight if her plump ass in those tight jeans as she walked to the end. Then the soft jiggle of her tits as she walked around to the other side. Her breast hung forward dangerously as she leane down for her shot. He couldn't help himself.

Lance reached down to adjust the thickening lump laying along one thigh just before she shot, his height made what he was doing quite obvious.
 
"After all I don't think they sell coors lights in a 4 pack"

I happily skipped over to the pool table to take my next shot, knowing now the full effect that I was having on Lance, giving his obviously comfort. Somehow, that just made the game more interesting for me and I guess that it made me pose in more suggestive manners. The new freedom made my breasts jiggle and sway, and I used that to distract my partner here for my own enjoyment. I guess that I was a tease.

Aiming, I took my shot and prayed that I didn't screw up.
 
He smiled as her shot rolled just a bit wide. The ball bouncing off the bumper a few inches
In front of the hole

"Sorry. I hope I didn't distract you" Lance said with a small smile. He grabbed his cue stick and walked around the table. Coming to stand directly beside Elizabeth. With his full height beside wr he couldn't help but look down at the full line of cleavage made by her lert breasts. He shook his head as he slowly leaned down for the shot. With a soft clack the ball rolled into the corner pocket. He stood back up straight beside her

"I do believe that's the last one" he said with a grin, not bothering to look in her eyes, but hungrily staring a the soft exposed
Cleavage. He wondered if he could he get out of that bikini, but no. Tonight had been risky enough. Or maybe just right?
 
"I do believe that's the last one" he said, practically speaking to my large breasts. I sighed as I undid the last button and tossed aside my blouse, leaving the hefty orbs straining the very fabrics of my bra. Much to his own satisfaction. Still, I couldn't say that I was incredibly uncomfortable. Some portion of this was..****.

"At this rate, I am going to be your waitress tomorrow."
I say, with a painful grin. Wait, did I want that?!
 
He watched as she let the last button go, but she went further. She could have just left her blouse undone. She let hr blouse slip off her shoulders, her massive chest spilling out of the small bra

"Wow" slipped out I his lips before he realized it, " I mean 'yeah'" he said as he tried to cover up the slip. His eyes finally pulled form the sight of her full feasts curving away from her flat stomach, it was amazing. He leaned back a little, letting his eyes drift over her ass. She had it all

As he land back, his own excitement was pressing hard against his jeans

"it just might end up like that" he said as he finally pulled it together

"Now you know this is my last shot next time. You better sink some if you want any beer" he soar with a grin, his eyes aching to watch her work that cue stick wearing just her bra, and he figured that he had a fair chance that they might just fall out.!!
 
Things weren't going according to plan. I was messing up at this game pretty badly at this point, and I needed something to even out the score. Then I thought about how he looked at me, now that I had barely anything on my torso, except my bra - and how he seemed to love my cleavage.

"Now you know this is my last shot. Next time, you better sink some if you want any beer"
he said with a grin as he went over take his shot. At this point, I was toying with my bra, hoping to get his attention, as I leaned over. But then, maybe from being a klutz (or maybe I just really wanted his attention) I had snapped my bra off and there, in an instant - my large hefty breasts bounced out in freedom.

"Ah!" I yelped.
 
He leaned down to take his shit, lining it up. The eight ball in the corner, an easy shot he had made a hundred times. His eyes drifted off of the ball to elizabeth. She stood right in the field of his vision, trying to lean over casually. Her full hefty breasts swelled against her bra. He watched as one hand slid along her bra, caressing the soft skin

He took a deep breath, looked back at his shot, and let the cue stick slide. Then he glanced up, knowing the shit was good. Just as he glanced up her fingers slid over the front snap, her fingers toying playfully

"oh god" he groaned as her bra suddenly sprang open and her hefty tits spilled out. The full firm flesh bouncing just right, the young firm flesh forming full sickos mounds peeked with dark brown nipples

"Wow" he said just staring as she cried out realizing what she had done

"a six pack it is" he said with a wink
 
"a six pack it is" he said with a wink as I covered myself up with one arm as I grabbed my bra with my free hand. I blushed madly from this and I tried to gather composure after the little incident. I laugh, nervously and reply "O-Okay, thank you. I think this match is um...over. I'm just going to go and put this back on." as I backward step towards another room.
 
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