My 18 year-old little brother's friend, Kevin, was staying the night. Our parents were out for the night and I, being 20, was supposed to make sure the boys didn't trash the place. It was late and from the sound of it the boys had passed out. I left the privacy of my room only wearing my tight boy cut panties and a tank top. Figuring the boys were a sleep I didn't bother putting a bra or pants on. I walked into the large newly refurbished kitchen and stared into the opened fridge.
"Hey," the groggy voice of Kevin said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Oh, hi. I thought you boys were asleep," I said into the bridge. I bent down to take and apple out of the fruit drawer and stood up.
"Wow, Cindy." Kevin's eyes were wide. I had forgotten about my outfit and my hard nipples were visible through my thin white tank top.
I blushed and smiled. "Whoops," I said crossing my arms.
"You're, uh, really hot," Kevin gulped and I notice the tent he had pitched in his boxers, the cotton was straining to keep him contained.
I giggle, "Thanks. Uh, what are you still doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep."
I stood at the marble island in the middle of the kitchen and bit into my apple. Kevin walked closer to me and stood behind me. Despite his age he was much taller than I was. He wrapped his arms around my waist.