"Marie, what were you doing?" Melissa asked her sister as the twins and their teammate Jessica gathered their belongings from the little boutique store. "Even I wouldn't go that far!" Melissa gave a surprised glance over at her sister, marveling at the brazenness of Marie's outfit. Her top was sheer, and without a bra, Melissa could see Marie's hard nipples plain as day. The skirt was extremely short, and Melissa was just now seeing that Marie had forgone underwear. It must have made for a delicious site for their Coach, but it was going to make for complicated interactions over the next few days.
"Oh, Melissa. Whatever. He liked it!" Marie responded to her sister. And she was right. Coach Walter had a large erection jutting out from his pants when Melissa had hastily ushered them away before the returning Ms. Johnson could catch them in a compromising situation.
"How would you know?" Melissa questioned her sister. Melissa was too busy trying to fix the situation, snatching away the scarf from Jessica to cover up her sister Marie. Jessica had left with the twins, hands crossed in front of her breasts to conceal her exposed nipples. The twins had conspired to make her clothes sexier to match her body, and it had worked well almost immediately. The rapid movement of Melissa removing the scarf, combined with the extremely undersized garments, had forced her nipples to pop out of her bra and become exposed to their coach. Jessica could notice a heat coming to her chest, making her chest and face flush. It was a mix of embarrassment and excitement, the latter a feeling that was quite new and unexpected for Jessica.
"Didn't you see his hard on? It was huge! If he did not like it, I don't think he would have been so excited!" Marie always had a response for her sister.
"I saw it." Jessica demurely piped in. It could be hard to get a word in with the sisters, and Jessica was not always a loud voice, but both girls tilted their heads toward Jessica as she spoke.
"What?" Both sisters said at about the same time.
"I saw it. And I think he saw me." Jessica spoke again, this time with a little more volume.
"Saw you?" Melissa asked, ears and eyes intently trained on Jessica.
"Yeah, saw me. When you pulled the scarf," Jessica began to say, moving her head to look around the empty boutique. After she was sure that the twins and she were the only people in the immediate area, she continued, "when you pulled the scarf, it did this." She put her arms at her sides, exposing the girls to the same image Coach Walter had. Her erect nipples and now slightly puffy areola exposed through the shirt, the undersized bra pushing her large but firm breasts up into what looked like an uncomfortable position.
"Holy shit!" Marie exclaimed. "That's fucking sexy!" She was already turned on from her own show, but this was pushing her to another level. She could feel zaps of electricity jolting through her nipples, as turned on as she had ever been. Moisture flooded her nether region. She was going to go straight home and take care of this with a blissful masturbation session.
"I'm sorry, Jess. I did not know that was going to happen," Melissa tried to explain.
"It's okay, it feels kinda good. Different, but good." Jessica had never been one to expose herself. She was always careful to cover up, naΓ―ve to how impressive her body was. But this new sensation was fantastic, a feeling that she had never felt. It was something she was interested in exploring and she was sure that the twins were going to lead her.
The girls finished gathering their clothing and their purchases and left the mall. The twins dropped Jessica off at her house before heading home. There was not much talk. Each had thoughts flowing through their heads; where to go from here, how they could up the ante. With a game on Tuesday, they had practice on Monday morning before school. It would be interesting to see how Coach Walter responded to their meeting in the mall.
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Melissa and Marie made into their house, greeted by their parents. Their dad had his eyes trained on the television, otherwise he would have seen his daughters in a state of dress that most fathers tend to not want to see their daughters. Their mother was coming from the kitchen and only saw the girls from behind as they went up the stairs. Each were carrying bags in such a way that the bags covered their rears down to their knees, so their mother did not say anything beyond a short welcome home. The girls told their parents they would be heading to bed because of the early practice and wished their parents good night.