Kayla walked back out after having touched up her makeup and tying back her hair. She even ventured so far as to use one spritz of the perfume she saved for special occasions. Just enough to capture Michael's attention but not be overwhelming.
She had taken enough time getting herself ready for him that Michael was already changed into his gymwear and sitting at the desk in the corner of the room. All his school books were spread out across the wooden surface, and he was feverishly flipping through pages.
"There you are, mister. You know, when I said get comfy, I also meant you could relax on the couch," she said with a grin. "Homework could've waited."
"Well, what can I say?" he asked rhetorically. "I'm a geek." After a quick smirk, he got back to work.
Kayla could feel some frustration growing.
He didn't even hardly look at me.
She started to wonder if her skimpy aquamarine athletic shorts and tight fitting shirt were going to waste. No bra, her nipples were on display through only a thin sheet of fabric.
"Want a drink?" Kayla asked.
"Um, maybe just some water. Thanks."
She made her way to the kitchen which was on the other side of the open concept living area. Her ass was in perfect view for Michael while she rummaged around the fridge on her tip-toes pretending to take a long time to find him a bottle of water. She made sure to "check" the bottom shelf despite knowing it was on the top. She bent over and took an extra second or two to keep her perky butt posed just for him. There was no way of knowing if he was actually looking or not, but she was going to try everything she could to attract his gaze.
"Here you go," she said as she made her way back to him, handing him the bottle. "Sorry it took a minute, I didn't know where my dad had put them in the fridge. And it's a big fridge."
"No problem," he said, taking hold of it, "I was just going over the bio stuff from today anyways."
"Mm-hmm. So when are you parents expecting you back home?"
