Chapter 12

Her long, reddish hair was done up in loose pigtails that fell just past her shoulders and they laid lightly on the front of her white shirt. The sleeveless button-down shirt tied just above her belly button and showed plenty of braless cleavage. And judging from Alex’s eyes popping out of his head, she knew that he could see her hardened nipples lightly brushing the fabric. The slightly coarse material had been rubbing her nipples ever since she had put it on and it was driving her crazy.

In fact, she couldn’t wait to get out of it!

Freya had chosen a skirt that somehow both flowed gently around her hips and clung tightly to her ass. The girls had always jokingly called it “Freya’s Magical Skirt” because it fit her like no other piece of clothing had ever fit any of the three girls. Underneath her skirt, she wore a tiny pair of bikini panties that almost perfectly matched her hair. While Freya’s hair was a dark reddish-brownish auburn color, her body hair was much lighter with more blonde tones in it. These panties had been chosen, not only for their very sexy fit, but for how Freya felt the color perfectly accented the prize she had for Alex within.

She had considered wearing no panties today, but part of her plan actually involved panties, so...

Alex’s gaze lingered on her ass as she turned, then continued down her long, shapely legs, toned to perfection from years of gymnastics training. Oh, how he longed to have those legs wrapped around his waist. Wrapped around his neck. Wrapped around anything.

She finished her lazy pirouette and looked at him still staring down her legs. “And I just picked up these cute heels and wanted to wear them,” she told him.

“They are cute,” he agreed, but as polite as he was, they both knew that he didn’t care about her shoes at all.

Freya had put on a little more makeup than usual, but clearly Alex hadn’t noticed that. And that was fine with her. She didn’t want to arouse any suspicion in him. She thought the heels were going to be too much, but everything seemed to be going to plan. She studied his face and decided that he still thought they were just having takeout and watching TV and that she just felt like dressing up a little.

“You look amazing,” Alex practically drooled. He stepped forward and reached for her, but she coyly smiled and stepped back.

Pointing to the takeout bag, she asked him, “Are you hungry or can you wait?”

Completely forgotten in his hand, Alex looked down at the paper bag. “Uh, I can wait. It’s still early.”

She took the food and walked into the kitchen. Alex followed her, his eyes glued to the tight wiggle of her ass and the flutter of her skirt around her thighs. She put the bag into the refrigerator and turned to face him. As she did, her skirt lightly flared around her and her breasts swayed ever so gently under her shirt.

Alex was just staring at her with glassy eyes. She’d seen this look before and was very happy to be seeing it now. All according to plan.

Pretending not to notice his blatant ogling, she took his hand. “Come on upstairs. I want to show you something.” He barely heard her.

As they climbed the stairs, her ass was directly at eye level and Alex almost stumbled halfway up. Freya laughed to herself, but otherwise ignored him. She was deeply focused on alternatingly making sure her hips and ass rotated perfectly as she ascended the stairs, and not stumbling herself in her new heels. They both made it to the top and she led him into her bedroom.

She let go of his hand and he just stood there, his eyes wide and unblinking. He had been in her bedroom before, of course, but not since the blowjob and the fingering. He dimly wondered why there was a chair randomly placed in the middle of the room, but in his daze he really couldn’t think of anything other than Freya and how sexy she was. He heard the door close behind him, then the soft click of the lock, but neither of these things registered.

What did shake him out of his fog was when he felt Freya place one of her hands on his waist and another on his shoulder. He felt her body against his back. Her tits delicately pressed into him and he felt her stiff nipples drag up his back as she stretched to whisper in his ear, “Are you ready for some fun?”

The hand on his waist reached forward and gave his stiff cock a gentle squeeze through the front of his pants. Her lips barely brushed his earlobe before they alighted on his neck. Alex could feel her warm breath against his skin and he shuddered and broke out in goosebumps. She gave his neck a tiny kiss, then turned him around to face her.

In her high heels, she was almost at his height. They stood facing each other. Noses just barely touching. Alex could see a look in Freya’s eyes. The same look that she had last week, right before she jumped on him, ripped his cock out of his pants, and gave him the first blowjob of his life. The hard points of her nipples rubbed against his own erect nipples. They both felt his straining cock push against her steaming crotch as they wrapped their arms around each other and kissed deeply. Their lips pressed together and their tongues entwined.

After a few moments, he reached a hand down and cupped one of her perfect ass cheeks. Freya immediately pushed him away and said, “Uh-uh. No touching.”

Mildly confused, he took a step back and she took a step towards him. Not knowing what to do, he took another step back and his calf bumped the chair in the middle of the room. Freya took one more step towards him and placed a hand on his chest. She stared into his eyes, smiled, and gently pushed him backwards. Startled, Alex fell back into the chair.