It was going to be a boring weekend.
At 23, and in my second year of grad school, I'd definitely started to have less adventures. My name is Anna, and I'm 5'1, 98lbs, blond hair, blue eyes, petite, and kinda athletic. On paper, it sounds hot, but in reality petite girls like me are always treated like that kid sis the bad boy wants to protect from guys like him. In college I was forced to be pretty forward to get any attention, meaning I had more than my share of adventures. Grad school, the mountains of work, and the fact I rarely met folks outside my department kept me in check though.
My room mate Miranda often provided me with my one outlet for adventure. A fellow grad student like me, when we both got the itch to find some adventure we'd snag a cheap hotel in the next big city over, throw together a few things, and go hit the bars. While Miranda always got more attention than me, the fact we were in a different city than any students meant we could be free, flirty, and tease to our heart's content any guy that ran across us. And occasionally one of us (usually me) would end up going home with a guy.
Miranda however, was out of town visiting an old boyfriend for the way too long holiday weekend. Leaving me to my own devices. I couldn't head out to a local bar, as too many of my students from my classes clearly had an eye for trying to bed their TA. Apparently TA trumped the kid sis card. Given how worked up I was getting alone, there was too great a chance I might bump into them and do someone, er, something stupid. Heading off to Chicago was too dangerous. While I typically got away with being a tease due to the kid sis card, being all alone in the big city was too dangerous. My office mate was gone, and the building was mostly deserted so I considered a bit of an exhibitionist streak, but if I was caught I'd be ruined at this school and would probably have to transfer. I wasn't quite horny enough for that.
The exhibitionist idea was starting to work on me though. It was already dark out, our rented house was in a cul de sac in a pretty remote street...maybe...just a bit of time outside....thinking about had me squirm a bit on the couch with my glass of wine. I could step outside, I thought as I shrugged off my dress, take a quick jog to the main road, I thought as I shrugged off my bra, and who knows....
I slipped off my granny panties (I really wasn't planning to go out!) and gave the game I was about to play a bit of thought. There were three other houses on my cul de sac. One had an older divorced guy. If he caught me, who knows what would happen? He seemed nice, but I knew from experience pulling the "Naked Man" trick that even nice guys turn into animals when confronted by a naked petite blond. One house had 3 very hot meat heads that couldn't even hack the GPA for a frat. They'd mostly treated me like a kid sis in my dealings with them, but if they caught me I'd spend the evening, and maybe all of the long weekend, finding out just what they could do with my lithe body. A shiver slowly shook my body...that idea was strangely tempting, but I was one of the very few women that got migraines from the pill, and given how horny I was getting tag teamed would almost certainly lead to a very embarrassing conversation about parentage years down the line as I had no doubt I was ovulating.
Then it hit me. There was that third house as an option for some safer fun. It was owned by a pair of college profs and their teenage son of indeterminate age. I literally didn't know how old he was, other than he was definitely not in college. I Was sure he was 18, but the way he got tongue tied around me (which was really sweet)...who knows. His parents were out of town for a conference in Italy and HAD asked me to check in. I could probably tease him for a while and get him to come get the spare key for me. I'd been able to wrap him around my fingers whenever his parents were around anyways.
I cracked the front door open, put a key under my door mat, and closed the door. Walked to the back door, stepped out, and closed it behind me with a click.
There was a moment of panic. I was really locked out naked now. The cold air on my skin felt good, but there was no fence to protect me from sight. The arrangement of the houses meant no one would see me unless they were out back, but it was possible that once I got very far from the house, the meatheads would be out back drinking. It was friday night, and only about 8 or so. It was dark, but good weather for getting drunk in the yard. Of course the single guy could be in his back yard too. And I'd have to cross one of the back yards to get to my target.
"Too late to back out now" I thought. Covering my pert breasts with one arm and my bare swimsuit area with the other hand, I made a decision and took a short cut through the single guy's back yard.
As I moved, I could hear exactly what I feared. The meatheads were out back, but fortunately they didn't see me, or at least they didn't seem to acknowledge my presences as I moved swiftly from their yard towards the single guy's yard. His lights were on, but as I ran past it was clear he was deep into a porno. I nearly stopped to watch from the window too, but the risk of being caught was too great, and I was sure the porno would put me in a state of mind that would guarantee I ended up fairly well screwed, literally and figuratively.
On to the Danny, the prof's kids home I went, working up confidence I'd need to stay in control of the situation. I was fairly certain he was shy enough I'd get away with teasing him like this, but if I went in with anything less than full confidence, who knew what would happen?
Of course, I didn't plan on two things. The first were mosquitos. Turns out it's hard to swat them away while you sneak naked through your single neighbors yard AND try to stay covered up with your arms. But I managed to make it to Danny's yard without being seen by the meatheads or the divorcee, despite a few yelps and swats.
The second, was that I'd find him stripped to the waist in his backyard. There was a wooded area behind the cul de sac, and as I came around to his yard it became clear he'd just come back from a run. As he stood there in the light of his porch light things changed. I'd pictured Danny as a shy 18 year old. Standing there in just running shorts it was clear he had a runner's lean body with just the right amount of muscles. I whispered a soft "fuck" to myself after seeing him in this much more desirable light.
Which was almost my undoing. The divorcee's lights in the back yard came on, Danny looked up right at me as the light revealed me and I was forced to make a quick decision. I moved fast towards him, smiled, and simply said "Can I come in?" slipping past him, bare back to him just as the divorcee's back door opened.
Danny, to his credit, took it all in stride. He slipped in past me and smiled. Annoyingly, it wasn't an embarrassed "OMG there's a naked girl in my house" smile, but even worse, it wasn't the animal smile I was used to getting when I'm this forward.
"Did you get a bite out there? Mosquitos were a real pain."
Dammit. I was the kid sis. This 18 year old was seeing me as a kid sis, something that was definitely not helping me with the itch I had needed to scratch.
I calmly started to move through the living room, bare back to Danny. "Oh you know, one or two. Thanks for letting me in, I'm kinda locked out. I have a spare key, but I think I need it to get darker before I go get it from the front porch" I said giving him a flirty look over my shoulder.
Danny simply leaned against the wall with a casual smile. Not even a trace he was getting hard in his running shorts despite the fact I was thinking very hard about what it'd be like to just throw myself at him and see what his muscled body was capable of. "Home alone? Have plans?" I asked coyly, wondering if he even knew I was trying to flirt.
