When the game was over and their guests had departed, Hailey headed for the bathroom while Brian stretched out on the couch, watching highlights of the day’s games. He looked up from the television as Hailey returned. She had changed. She was wearing a rather old dress shirt, probably stolen from her father. The shirt was sufficiently long that Brian couldn’t tell what she might be wearing under it, but if the past was any indicator, it was probably a pair of shorts, maybe just panties.
As she sat down, a knock came at the door. “Oh my god!” Hailey exclaimed, jumping up. “Gotta be some friend of Mother’s or Daddy’s.” She hastily darted to the hallway leading to the bedrooms and bathroom.
The knock came again at the door. “Just a minute,” Brian hollered. “You okay?” he stage whispered to Hailey as she entered the hallway.
“Good to go,” she replied, “I’ll take my shower while you deal with whoever it is.”
Cleared by Hailey, Brian swung the door open to an obviously distraught Justin, who promptly barged his way in, rapidly explaining, “I know I’m supposed to be in Dallas, but the seminar I was going to got canceled, so I came home early. Only my parents went out and locked the house and I don’t have my house key with me. You think Hailey will mind if I wait here until they get back?”
“No, of course not. Bring yourself on in,” Brian replied, “there might even be a couple of cold ones left over from the football party we had.” Hailey will need to be warned about Justin’s presence, but that isn’t an immediate problem. I can get him seated with a beer before informing her. After getting Justin a beer and turning in the direction of the hallway, he said, “I’m going to let Hailey know you’re here.”
“Tell her she doesn’t have to get all dressed up just for me.”
“Oh, I’m sure she’ll know that,” Brian replied, turning back toward Justin with a smirk on his face. Before anything more could be said, though, he disappeared down the hallway. The bathroom door was partially open. Brian knocked and pushed it the rest of the way, finding Hailey at the vanity, brushing her hair. “My friend, Justin, is here. You remember him from the other day,” he said.
Hailey stopped her brushing and replied, “I thought I heard you talking to someone. Of course, I remember him. Give me a chance to get some clothes on and I’ll be right out.”
Brian looked at Hailey, a bath towel wrapped around her still damp body. His eyes sparkled. Not likely, but lately it’s hard to tell about Hailey. He hesitated a second, then blurted, “I know he’d really like it if you were to come as you are.”
“Are you shitting me?” Hailey screeched.
Brian attempted a halfhearted backpedal. “Well, I was thinking you might want to.”
“Want to?” Hailey hastily challenged.
“Yeah, well I guess twice in the same day would be a bit much,” Brian replied sarcastically.
“A bit much? That other was an accident. What the hell are you thinking, Brian Wilson?” Wonder how he’d react if I just said ‘okay’.
“Forget I said anything. Just wear whatever you want,” Brian shot back as he turned and stalked out of the bathroom.
Hailey was left to wonder, Just how far could I go? Brian did seem to like me hanging out with those guys in just a towel, and it was kinda fun. But that really was an accident, and it was just for a few minutes. But now? In just a towel? With Justin here? And who knows for how long? Hailey put down the brush and dropping the towel, thought to herself, Maybe someday, but I’m not ready for that right now. Back in her room and searching through her stuff, Hailey found something she thought might work. Oh yeah! It’s not a towel, but this’ll keep their motors running.
Brian and Justin both looked up from the television as Hailey came into the room. She was sure that Brian would approve of what she was wearing, nevertheless, she did ask his blessing. “Okay?” she asked, directing her question to Brian, but watching out the corner of her eye for Justin’s reaction.
Brian did a couple of quick up and downs, paying special attention to the bare legs stretching from the bottom of the short robe. He’d seen the robe before, but not with so little under it. It had no buttons and no belt. She held it loosely closed with one hand, a sliver of the T-shirt showing through. “Uh, yeah, for sure,” Brian replied, “Got my approval.” He and Hailey both looked in Justin’s direction.
Hailey was well aware of the effect her attire was having on Brian but it was obvious that she also had Justin’s attention. She rubbed a finger across her lips and teased, “I could put on a longer robe, if either of you think I ought to.”
“If you really were my little sister, I’d have to raise holy hell,” asserted Brian. “But since you’re not, I think you are damn fine the way you are.” And boy is that an understatement!
Justin pretended nonchalance. “Sorry if I’m interrupting but I should be gone pretty soon.”
As Hailey took a seat on the sofa, she thought to herself, I hope it’s not too soon. He sure does look good.
With the shortness of Hailey’s robe and T-shirt affording a brief glimpse of her panties, Justin was thinking, More clothes than she really needs but definitely hotter than hell.
As Brian assumed the other end of the couch, he informed Hailey, “We have been watching highlights of the day’s games, but it’s all exhibition and we could turn it off.”
Justin picked up the remote and lowered the volume. “Yeah, Houston and Dallas both lost, so it’s kind of boring.”
“I’d kind of like to watch the highlights, anyway.” Hailey picked up the remote from the coffee table and cranked the sound back up.
As the show came to an end, Hailey turned the television off and leaned back on the sofa, her arms once again resting on the back of it. “I’m guessing you guys might like it better if I were to get rid of this robe.” Hailey quipped. Brian couldn’t hide it anymore. He leaned back, planting his feet squarely on the floor. Hailey looked at the tent in his jeans. “Looks like Brian might like that,” Hailey drooled, licking her lips.
“And of course, I would too, but I don’t believe you’re really going to do it,” Justin taunted.
Haily had intended it to be just a tease, but with Justin daring her, she thought, maybe… “Well I wouldn’t,” Hailey said, “if I wasn’t wearing at least a T-shirt and panties under it.” Why not, she said to herself. “But since I am…” Hailey turned loose of the robe, took it off and tossed it toward the bedrooms. The T-shirt was thin, even more so than the one she had been wearing the other day. And it was short, leaving a good bit of her stomach bare and her panties, which were as flimsy as the shirt, very much exposed. She spread her arms across the back of the couch, assuring Brian and Justin an unobstructed view.
Brian, major excited by Hailey’s sexy display, mumbled inaudibly, Jesus, I’m not believing this!
Justin was fixated on Hailey’s near-naked body. Good god, I can even see her tan lines, and those panties, holy mary, mother of god, those panties are so wet I can practically see her pussy.
Pretending indifference, Hailey began, “I was kind of thinking… that with you guys being a little older and of course more experienced, that you might tell me about some of the really hot times you’ve had.”
“You mean like our dates and stuff like that?” Justin stammered.
“Yeah, sort of. But not necessarily dates. And probably not where you were just getting it on with some girl. No, what I’m referring to is those occasions where something commonplace has, by the circumstances – time, place, whatever – become a major turn-on.”
“You mean like what’s happening right now?” Justin asked, wide-eyed.
Hailey pretended confusion. “I’m not sure what it is you’re talking about.”
Brian jumped back in. “Oh come on! You got to know that you sitting there in a flimsy crop top and paper-thin panties has got to be making us hard as hell.”
“Oh she knows it alright,” Justin accused, “She’s spent enough time looking at our crotches to know exactly what she’s doing.”
Hailey was momentarily stunned. Recovering, she fired back with, “I didn’t hear either of you complaining.”
“No of course not,” acknowledged Justin, “But you also can’t say you haven’t been enjoying it.”
“Well, I…” Face it, girl, you love turning these guys on. “Uhm, I guess it is kind of fun,” Hailey grudgingly admitted.
“Hey, understand, Hailey,” Brian began in a conciliatory tone, “We are having fun too. You hanging out with us, dressed the way you are – I mean, I just don’t think I could get any more turned on.” He looked to Justin for support.
“Yeah, for sure,” chimed Justin. “I mean, like, I’ve been uber-excited ever since you came into the room, but when you took the robe off, I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. That was so hot!”
Hailey’s attitude shifted from defensive to cheerfully playful. She joked, “So I guess you wouldn’t want me to put the robe back on, then.”
“Oh hell no!” Justin asserted.
Hailey rolled the cold and wet beer bottle over her tits, soaking her T-shirt and making her hardening nipples even more prominent and visible.
“Oh. My. God!” stammered Brian. “That is so hot!”
With mouth hanging open, Justin stared at the nearly naked teenager while she basked in the attention she was attracting.
“I’m betting you guys would probably like it more if I was wearing even less,” Hailey began, “But it is late and right now, I’m going to bed and dream about how much fun that’ll be.” She got up, locked her arms behind her head, pausing long enough for the guys to get a good look, then turned and bent over, ostensibly to pick up her robe, but in actuality, making sure the guys also had something to dream about. Satisfied that she had made a lasting impression, Hailey trekked down the hall to her bedroom.
