It was late. Audrey woke up to the sound of the neighbor mowing his lawn on Friday morning. He was old and mean, and he was spending a lot of time right beside her window it seemed. She tried to go back to sleep. Trying to get back to that place where she was just a few moments before. Audrey new she wouldn't get there. She tried anyway. Every once in a while she could get back to sleep. Just drift off. Today wasn't one of those days it seemed. She rubbed her eyes after a few minutes and sat up. She could almost taste something in her mouth. She stumbled to the door and went across the hall to the bathroom.
She peed for a long time. Sitting there yawning. She still couldn't taste what it was in her mouth. She flushed and walked over to the sink. As she turned the water on she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was short, almost boyish, or so her Mother said, but she didn't understand girls who spent hours with hair products. She liked that it was easy and dried quickly. Her body was a little thick. she liked the way that her hips pulled in to her flat stomach. She liked the way her breasts rose to her tiny nipples. Gooseflesh rippled across her belly as she ran cold water over her hands and splashed it across her face. As the water warmed she brushed her teeth, trying to get the taste out. Trying to be a good girl.
After she washed her face and brushed her teeth she sat on the edge of the cool tub and ran some water. She used it to shave her legs, taking her time and enjoying the feeling of her morning, or sometimes afternoon, ritual. She spent some time shaving the edges of her sex; making sure that she was smooth, except for the perfectly edged patch of hair that covered her just barely. When she was finished she showered completely. Clean and ready to face the day. She dried herself with her favorite towel. It was older and kind of rough, but she just kept using it because she liked the bear in the suit that adorned one side.
She walked across the hallway to her room with just a towel around her waist. Her stepfather was sitting in the kitchen. He was drinking coffee and reading the paper, probably the want ads. He worked only occasionally and never stayed in one place too long. Audrey's Mother supported the family mostly. He stared at her naked from the waist up. Audrey new she looked like a younger version of her Mother and she liked it. Her Mother was still pretty, and she knew that she'd still be pretty when she was married too. Just not to a complete loser like Tom.
Tom heard his stepdaughter moving around in the house. When he turned around from getting coffee from the machine he saw her naked backside retreat in to the bathroom. His eyes lingered at the younger, tighter version of his next ex-wife. She would be in the bathroom for twenty or thirty minutes. So he settled down to read the paper.
When she came out of the bathroom she was naked except for a towel wrapped around her waist. He stared at her, trying not to leer. He knew she was doing it on purpose. Flashing herself at him. She wanted something, he could sense it. He just didn't know if he was prepared to give it to her.
The two of them just watched each other for a few heartbeats. One of them was going to say something. Finally Tom gave up. "Do you want a cup of coffee?" It was stupid and inane, and Tom made an odd face as he realized what an idiot he sounded like.
"I'll get it", she said, and then walked in to her room and shut the door. The idiot was practically drooling at her. It repulsed her, in some way, but it also intrigued her. She'd flirted with him a half a hundred times, mostly in front of her Mother, and mostly to get Tom in trouble. She looked at the clock and tried to decide what to do. She'd already missed her first two classes, but it was the last two weeks of school and they weren't really doing much anyway. She could still go to school, or she could just say "fuck it" and go to the Mall, or the shore, or somewhere but not here.
As she pulled on her bikini she made the decision to go to the beach. The black fabric molded itself to her warm damp skin and she pulled a sheer t-shirt over the top. She looked hot in the full length mirror on the back of the door. Something about wearing clothes, just a little bit, made her feel sexier than not wearing anything at all. She stepped into her flips and walked in out to the kitchen to fetch her coffee.
Tom was finished reading his paper by the time she came out again. She was wearing a bikini and a t-shirt. "Jesus Christ", he thought under his breath. She wasn't going to make it easy on him. He lit a cigarette as she walked past him and got a coffee cup out of the cupboard. As she bent over to get the milk out of the refrigerator he could feel his dick jump in his jeans. He wanted to reach out and cup her ass in his hands, he wanted to a lot.
Audrey stayed bent over for a few minutes, pretending to move things out of the way so she could get to the milk. She knew he was watching her and she was daring him to do something about it. She knew he wouldn't he was too scared of what would happen if he...
Tom finally cracked, he'd had enough of this tease wiggling her ass at him in his own house and he slapped her full ass hard across both cheeks. She stood up like a shot and slopped coffee across her t-shirt when he did it. He smiled to himself because he knew she wasn't expecting this.
