Chapter 8: Tammy in Church

It was a muggy hot morning and even though our church was supposedly air- conditioned, it couldn’t keep up with the tropical weather we were having. Fortunately I was wearing a sundress which was so lightweight that it felt like it was barely there. It was also pretty short so I has resigned myself to wearing panties - the price one had to pay to wear a dress as short as this one to church.

I love walking into the sanctuary and see the old ladies glancing at me with an all-knowing look of disapproval. Sometimes they would turn to each other and whisper and I would just smile at them, wishing I could hear them declaring what a slut I was, how ashamed I should be of myself, or how irresponsible my mother was to let me come to church looking the way I do.

I wonder what they would think if they knew that rather than embarrassing me it actually turns me on for people like them to say I am a slut. I figure if that’s how they perceive me then I must look pretty hot and they’re just jealous! In addition to the old ladies, there is another group that likes to look at me and they are much more fun - the men.

When I walked in this morning with my dress flowing about as my perky braless boobs jiggled just a bit with each step, I felt a thrill seeing how many eyes were on me. Some of them came from husbands and fathers who tried not to look too obvious but they couldn’t help but look at my ass and boobs. The old geezers smiled and I bet they wished they were about fifty years younger!

The boys, especially the teenagers, were the best as they would just stare without caring how obvious they were. What made it hot was that not many of those stares made their way above my neck! My nipples were hard from rubbing against the silk top of my sundress and I knew the boys could clearly see their outline through the thin material.

Today was extra special because my youngest cousin was sitting next to me in church. Tammy had turned fourteen a little over a month ago and was well into that wonderful period in a girl’s life when she makes the transformation from being a cute little girl to a sexy young teenager. I knew what it must be like for her when it seemed her body was a little different than the day before. Her boobs had blossomed to where she was about out of the training bra stage. I knew from seeing her getting dressed her pussy lips had developed and a cute fuzzy growth of pubic hair had sprouted.

From the way she was looking at boys and the topics she liked to discuss when we were alone, I could tell that her hormones were into overdrive even though she was still a bit shy and embarrassed when it came to talking about her own body and sex life.Tammy had that mystifying ability that is just in some lucky girls’ genes to drive men crazy without even trying. Every move she made was naturally sensual from the wiggle in her hips to the slinky way she walks. Even though she is barely a teenager her giggle and eyes blare out “fuck me” in neon letters to every male around her.

Well, not just the males as Kristen and I both had talked about our little cousin and how great it would be to have her join us. As I mentioned before, my dad was not immune to her charms either and as she has grown older I noticed how our times in the hot tub were becoming more exciting yet also more frustrating for him.

Today in church she was wearing a cute little skirt and a tight top that fit her like OJ’s glove - a size too small. Given her mother’s ultraconservative views I was surprised, make that amazed, that she had permitted Tammy to wear such a revealing outfit in the first place, let alone to church.

She plopped down on the pew, squeezing her way in between me and my dad. When she crossed her legs it caused her skirt to ride up almost to her ass but she didn’t appear to even notice and she made no effort to tug it back down. Despite her casual airs I still had this feeling the she knew exactly where her hem line was - and wasn’t.

Several times during the service we had to stand to sing and then sit back down again. Each time Tammy got up her dress would cling to her so she had to pull it down but not until after flashing her panties for a brief moment. Needless to say my father was paying more attention to her cute ass than to the service. As for myself, I was hard pressed to decide where to focus - my little sex kitten of a cousin or my horny dad’s swelling crotch!