I wandered over to my neighbour's front door. Mum had told me that they were lending her some milk. I knocked and waited. The sun was so hot. Weeks of sunshine had reduced my clothes to just shorts. I was having a problem with bulging pants. Funny feelings kept creeping over me. I was obsessed with girls and my imaginings had led me to have very embarrassing erections in awkward situations. Right now, one was developing. It was partly just the heat which always seems to stimulate me. Partly it was the thought of seeing Jane, our neighbour's daughter.
She is the same age and has a wonderful developing body that is half little girl and half sensual woman. I have watched her grow since she moved here five years ago. To begin with she was this slender junior kid that rode bikes with me and explored the woods and river. I could never even then get enough of watching her little arse rippling against her pants or the slightest mounds on her chest that were never content to remain as they were. Every day it seemed they had grown a little more. Nobody but me, or her, probably, would have been able to tell the difference. But I knew exactly her size and could tell the amount of extra cells that had been laid down since the previous sighting. I was a connoisseur of her body.
But she didn't know this. We had a very proper friend to friend relationship that I wouldn't dare to cross. Mostly from fear of rejection. And also from sheer fear, I couldn't really imagine doing anything real with a girl. They were a mysterious and foreign land that I might visit one day when I was old enough for the passport application.
There was a noise behind the door and it opened slowly. Peering around was Jane, looking hot and flushed. I could see her loose blue tee shirt and small silver necklace. The long expanse of her neck set her head cutely on one side as she looked at me and with brightening eyes said :" Hi there ". I mumbled out my mother's request for milk and she nodded and told me to come into the kitchen. I followed with my favourite view in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off her swaying arse. She is so slender that it accentuates the wonderful swell of her rear even more. She was wearing blue shorts the same as me. I could see that at the point where her legs emerged there was the edge of her white knickers just peeking out. I was having trouble managing to walk steadily behind her. Her long legs and bare feet took her down the hall and turned her into the kitchen. I quickly rearranged my pants and turned through the door.
She had opened the fridge door and was bending over searching for an unopened carton. The sight of her upturned bottom and now even more of the white fringe of cloth inside her pants made the blood rush headlong into my penis. It sprang out with a jolt and produced a very large indentation in my pants. They were in danger of being pulled completely away from my stomach by the size of it. She straightened up and turned, smiling her twinkling freckled smile and said :" Do you want some juice?" offering a choice between orange and pineapple. " Some pineapple please " I said and turned to the kitchen table to find a chair and something to hide behind. She reached up to the high cupboard just to my right and stretching up to take a couple of glasses pulled the bottom of her teeshirt high and clear of her pants. I bathed in the glow of six inches of smooth belly flesh with a tiny centre piece button that had an intriguing little protrusion in the centre. I felt my mouth salivate as if I had been offered a succulent dish. I stared at her navel and said " Your belly buttons different to mine. Mine just goes in. Yours has got a bit that sticks out as well " She looked down at me and at her belly. Holding her teeshirt high so that she could see what I meant. I pointed to the center and touched the end of the little protusion. She seemed to shiver slightly and I could smell a blast of musky air.