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Subject: Title story: "JASON, MIKE AND ME" Author: Incestor                                                                   89145340
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Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2006 22:30:41 +0000

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JASON, MIKE AND ME At the age of seventeen I moved into my older sisters house,
taking over a bedroom and a washroom in the basement. It worked out pretty well
Peggy, my sister and her husband Rick, left me alone mostly and their kids,
Jason, 14, and Julie, 13, were alright kids. I had my own entrance and shared
the phone so I was nicely set for a girl of 17. The only problem was that the
storage room and my two rooms were only separated by wood panelling and it was
noisy sometimes. I moved in, in June and after I'd been there a couple of weeks
I noticed Jason staring at me from time to time. Sometimes, when I was sun
bathing in the back yard I would glance up at the house and see a curtain
quickly drawn. Occasionally, I'd straighten up after bending to put something in
the dishwasher and there he'd be, with a funny little smile on his face. I was
kind of flattered and thought, what 14 year-old boy wouldn't do it afterall. I
took great pride in my body, I was slim, with large (36D), firm breasts, long
legs that I keep in shape by dancing, and shoulder length, thick blonde hair.
When I go out I tend to dress to accent my assets: High heels, leather minis,
tight faded jeans, form fitting tops or sometimes something loose and blousy,
revealing as I turn this way or that. If I'm home, a wee T-shirt and short
shorts, or my skimpy bikini. One day I picked up the phone and heard Jason
talking to his best friend, Mike. He said quietly, "It'll be great, everyone's
going away for the weekend and we'll be the only ones here." My nosiness got the
better of me, afterall, I was going to be home all weekend, except for a part
time job Saturday afternoon I was shocked to hear what came next. "It's all
set," Jason continued, "when she gets home from work, we'll be in the storage
room-she'll never come in-and we can see everything! Honest, I made the holes."
I replaced the receiver and looked at the wall and couldn't see anything, until
I got up and and looked closely. On either side of the full length mirror, 4
feet from the floor, in the thin panelling, were two small drilled holes. I
stepped into the washroom and found two there, as well. I couldn't believe it. I
ran into the storage room and found the holes in my bedroom and, looking through
them, was amazed. It was as if you were standing in the same room, my bed and
dresser, the couch, the closet door were all in perfect view. Moving down the
wall and looking through the holes I saw my shower and toilet just a couple of
feet away. "Those little bastards," I thought, angry at first and then kind of
understanding: " Maybe Saturday will be fun...." I smiled wickedly. As a weekend
phone receptionist I was able to wear any thing I wanted and this day I was
dressed to the hilt: Black leather mini skirt, sheer black stockings, 5S
stiletto heels and a black leather vest. My shiny blonde hair created an
exceptional contrast. Unseen, my black-lace half bra (my nipples just peeking
out), black silk panties and garter belt, kept me horny all day. When I returned
home everything was quiet but I checked a small piece of paper I'd left in front
of the storage room door to find it moved completely: The boys were there. I
entered my apartment excited, thinking about my young audience, and turned on
some sensual music on the stereo. Slowly I gyrated with the music, watching my
reflection, fully aware they were just two feet in front of me, and began an
erotic strip-tease. I moved my hips in a gentle, circular motion while
unbuttoning my vest until it was open fully at my chest, revealing my lace
covered globes. Then, with both hands behind me, I arched my hips forward and,
bit by bit, lowered the zipper on my skirt and, after a hesitation, let it fall
around my ankles and then, turning my panty covered ass to the wall, bent from
the waist to step out of the leather garment. As the black lace crept between my
cheeks I was sure they could see the wet spot on my crotch. Throwing the vest on
the bed ...
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