“Want to tell me what that was about?”
The end of the world.
That evening during dinner Melanie was on pins and needles, fully expecting to be chewed out for her behavior in the garden. But as she focused on the food in front of her, nothing about this afternoon was coming up. Dad talked about work, mom asked her about classes, nothing special.
The following days were much of the usual, sleep, eat, classes, assignments. No free time at the end of the day, but also no strange questions from her parents or from Josy. Had Josy’s dad kept it to himself?
It was exactly a week later that she could get home early again, and lucky for her it was nice weather. Only a few small clouds in the sky. She’d been getting more and more excited about the upcoming free time. Though she’d been caught, it seemed like she got away with it, mostly anyway. She tried not to think about the fact that she had been seen by her friend’s dad.
Despite the shame and embarrassment she had felt the previous week, she knew she wanted to keep doing this. Just needed to be more careful. After changing into a similar skirt and blouse as last week, she went downstairs and looked out into the backyard.
No one there.
After going outside, trying to stay quiet while moving towards the hedge that bordered the gardens, she tried to peek through into the neighbor’s yard. She couldn’t see much, as it was a thick hedge.
How can she be sure no one’s there? She stood there a few moments, hearing nothing but the birds and the soft wind rustling the leaves. With trepidation she went to her chair, carefully moving it to her chosen spot, making as little sounds as possible.
Sitting down, she was more nervous than ever before. She was shaking, but also felt the all too familiar excitement bubbling up. She sat there for a while, toying with the hem of her blouse. It was still all buttoned up. Even if someone saw her now, she wouldn’t have to be embarrassed about the way she was dressed.
The sun was nice, heating her up while the light breeze caressed her legs. In contrast, the heat was building up beneath her clothes and it wasn’t long before she felt sweat breaking out on her skin. The breeze would feel so wonderful, would help cool her down.
Looking around, she listened for any sound out of the ordinary. When she’d gotten home, she had checked the neighbor’s driveway – the car was gone. There was no way Josy’s dad was home this time, she reasoned.
Slowly unbuttoning the blouse from the bottom up, she left only the button between her perky B-cup breasts, leaving the blouse loose but mostly covering her. After a moment, she started opening the blouse below and then above the last remaining button. It hung off her shoulders, her chest mostly exposed.
The heat was not as oppressive now and it was still safe, more or less. Nothing too private was showing, though it’d be an interesting sight for an observer.
She sat like that for a while, enjoying the combination of sun and breeze on her nearly bare chest. Her thoughts were on that last button, a few times bringing up a hand to toy with it.
She checked the time on her phone. Mom would be home soon.
Carefully listening for any sounds from the neighbor’s yards, her mind was on the previous week. She wanted to adjust the skirt again, to have that wonderful feeling of exposure to the elements.
It’ll be another week before she can do this again – if the weather even holds.
Knowing time was limited, she started rolling up the skirt. One, two, three times. She couldn’t stop herself, as with a rush of excitement she saw her lips and then her mound come into view and turned it over one more time.
She couldn’t believe what she’d just done. It had been purely on impulse.
The skirt was now barely more than a belt, sitting around her waist. As her heart raced at her taboo actions, she reflected on her current state. Naked from the waist down, sitting out here completely exposed to any possible watching eyes.
Every second sitting like that was scary and exciting.
Still alert to any sound, she knew she had to go back inside soon. Her right hand moved down, and she traced her fingers along the underside of the skirt from her waist towards the middle. From there her thumb began the journey south, light touches passing over bare skin, reminding her of how much was exposed.
The thoughts of being outside like this, coupled with the feeling of her fingers now passing by her center and down the side over her lips had her excitement skyrocketing as her abdominal muscles flexed and contracted. Having reached her destination, three fingers took over for her thumb as her middle finger briefly dipped into the slippery wetness.
What must this look like, openly touching herself out here, Melanie thought. She never got all that excited touching herself in the privacy of her own bedroom, but out here the mere idea of being exposed like this started a fire inside her she had trouble keeping under control.
She started slowly moving her hand back up, keeping contact. With ragged breaths, flushed skin and her left hand firmly gripping the armrest, her finger slipped over the hard button at the top of her slit.
She was getting closer, a whimper escaping her lips, hand making small involuntary movements, adding to the pleasure as she lay back in the chair. As her thumb was starting another journey down, she heard a rustling on the other side of the hedge.
Not daring to wait around fixing her clothes, as in her mind she could already see the neighbor looking out over the hedge, she grabbed her phone and hurried towards the backdoor. Once inside, she turned around and briefly looked back outside.
That damn cat! She saw the bushy tail disappear into the bushes. It must have made its way through the hedge.
Frustrated, but also relieved she wasn’t seen, she made her way to her room.
Letting herself fall back onto the bed, the immediate memories of what she’d done filled her head. The skirt, still barely more than a belt, had left her completely exposed in her mad dash from the garden.
The fear of being seen, the rising arousal and the nearly naked run back inside… It was a whirlwind of emotions raging through her.
As she was calming down, she had to ask herself why she had escalated like that. Why couldn’t she just enjoy a relaxing moment in the sun like a normal person?
It was then that her phone rang. Seeing that Josy was calling, Melanie picked up.
“Hey Mel, can I come over? I need to talk to you about something.”
Talk about something? Could she be any more vague?
“I don’t know. My parents are coming home soon, and I need to do some homework,” she said. What she really needed right now was some time to reflect on her actions outside.
“Please, Mel? I need to talk to you, but not over the phone.”
What was so urgent, Melanie wondered? Did something happen?
“Oh, alright, but I don’t have long.”
“Yay! I’ll be right over.”
Melanie quickly changed back into the clothes she wore earlier and after checking herself in the mirror to see if she was presentable, made her way downstairs just as Josy knocked on the door.
“Hi Josy, what was it you wanted to talk about?”
“So… yeah… I’ll just lay it out… I just saw you running through your garden. Want to tell me what that was about?” Josy asked, ending with a giggle.
The end of the world.