It wasn't like she was concerned over Tommy seeing too much, they had after all spent a good bit of the previous day exploring each other's naked body, but she would be outside and somebody other than Tommy might see her. Thinking about that possibility set up a tingling between her legs.
In her bedroom she stripped off the jeans and undid an extra button on the shirt. She toyed with the idea of ditching the panties too, but since they were so thin and ragged, she decided it would be more fun to leave them on. She went back through the kitchen and out to the backyard.
As she sat down she looked up at the house next door and thought she saw some movement at Tommy's window.
“Oh my God!” Bill exclaimed.
“What? What are you looking at?” Tommy asked.
“The girl next door. She is beautiful.”
“That's Kara... the girl I was telling you about.”
“Around 18? Long brown hair? Cute face. Great tits and legs - oh my God - legs to die for.”
“Sounds right. Told you she was cute.”
“Yeah, but you didn't tell me how hot she was. Does she always dress like that?”
“What do you mean? Dress like how?”
Bill peered through the glasses. “Looks like a man's shirt, you know, long front and back, scooped out on the sides, got a couple of the buttons undone, doesn't look like she's wearing a bra, maybe no panties either - oops, wrong. I just got a shot of the panties.
“Give me those glasses.”
“No way. I've got 'em and you're not getting them.”
“Okay, have it your way. Probably nothing unusual. She dresses like that most mornings. Has her second cup of coffee outside.”
“She dresses like that most mornings? God, that is really sexy. How come you didn't tell me about her?”
“I did - the girl next door - remember?” Tommy grabbed for the glasses, “Now, give me the binoculars.”
“Alright,” Bill said, turning them loose, “But I get 'em back in a minute or two. Okay?”
Tommy took the glasses and aimed them out the window in Kara's direction. “I see what you mean. She's not wearing a whole lot.” He decided his cousin didn't need to know about the two previous mornings. “No, she doesn't dress like that ev ery morning,” Tommy commented, still looking through the binoculars, “Always looks good, but this is a bit hotter than usual.” He could tell Bill was chomping at the bit to see more. He held the glasses away from his cousin. “I bet if I called her I could get us invited for coffee.”
Bill went wide-eyed. “You mean like right now, with her dressed like that?”
“Probably, but you got to promise to behave. No smart remarks.”
“Oh, no. You get us invited. I'll be good as gold. Promise.”
Tommy wasn't really too sure Bill would behave as Tommy thought he should, but decided to take the chance anyway. “Alright, I'll try. Hand me the phone,” he said.
Tommy speed dialed Kara's number. He put the glasses to his eyes, watching as she looked up. Seeing his silhouette at the window, she picked up the phone. “Uh huh,” she said as she clicked it on.
“I'm watching you.”
“Do you like what you see?”
“Uh huh. And so does Bill.”
Kara hesitated, then asked, “Bill? Who's Bill? You mean that's not you at the window?”
“It is now, but I had to pry the glasses away from him. Bill - he's my cousin.”
'Oh Shit,' she thought. It was for real. Tommy wasn't the only one seeing her in next to nothing. “Oh great! I dressed this way for you, but instead I've been putting on a show for your cousin?”
“Uh yeah. But he has been enjoying it.”
Kara was not about to let on how much she liked this turn of events. She shaded the truth. “Well, it isn't like I did it on purpose. I watched your parents leave. I thought it was just you.”
“Sorry. But Bill does think you're really hot.”
“He does huh?” Tommy had never mentioned a cousin. Kara wanted to know more. “How old is he?”
“Eighteen, same as us.”
“And he's been watching me?”
“Uh huh. Want to meet him?”
“Yeah, sure. When were you thinking?”
“You got any more coffee? We could come over now.”
“Now? The way I'm dressed?” Kara's mind raced. 'This isn't France and these aren't strangers, well at least Tommy isn't.' Kara looked down at herself. She wasn't wearing a bra and the shirt-tail just barely covered her panties. She spoke hurriedly into her cell-phone. “I mean like I've hardly got on any clothes at all. Are you sure you want your cousin seeing me like this?” Kara held her breath, hoping Tommy wouldn't ask her to change.
Tommy's cock hardened as he studied Kara through the field glasses. He spoke slowly and deliberately. “I am pretty sure we would like it very much if you just stay the way you are.”
Kara let the air out of her lungs. It was okay with Tommy. Now to keep from sounding too anxious. “Well, you said he'd been looking, so it isn't like he'll be seeing anything he hasn't already seen. If you're sure it's okay.”
Tommy suddenly had butterflies. 'Did I just tell Kara it was okay for her to sit around half naked with me and my cousin, and did she just agree to it?' Tommy's cock throbbed at the thought of what was about to take place, butterflies or no. “Gu... great,” he said, “We'll be right over.”
'No turning back now,' she thought. “And I'll get some more coffee for us.”
“In a minute, then,” Tommy said as he clicked off. He knew he shouldn't want his cousin to see his girl-friend nearly naked, but strangely, he didn't mind. Actually, if the stirring in his pants was any indication, he was somewhat excited at the thought of it. “Bill!” he hollered to get his cousin's attention, “Kara wants us to come over.”
“For real? Now?”
Tommy was concerned. “Yeah, now. Just remember, you promised to behave yourself.”
Bill broke into a wide grin. “As long as she doesn't mind me looking.”
“Yeah, well, she might try to pretend otherwise, but I think she'll be okay with that... As long as you don't get too lecherous, okay?”
“Sure thing cus.” Bill bolted for the door. Tommy chased after him.
*****
Tommy and Bill showed up in Kara's backyard a few minutes later. When they got there, Kara had already returned with the coffee and was sitting at a lawn table near one end of the pool, her bare legs and panties hidden under the table.
Bill sat down in the chair closest to Kara, Tommy across the table. Kara pushed a cup of coffee toward each. She looked at Bill, “Black okay, or do you take something in it?”
Bill wanted to see those bare legs up close. He looked around the table and seeing no condiments said, “If you don't mind too terribly, I'd like to have some sugar.”
Tommy quickly fathomed his cousin's intentions, but decided he had to ignore the situation. Kara also guessed it was a ploy but wasn't about to let him get away with it. She addressed Tommy, “Would you please run in the kitchen and get some sugar for your cousin.”
As he got up, Tommy looked at Bill and mouthed, “Nice try, dummy”, then turned toward the house.
Bill studied Kara. He couldn't tell for sure whether or not she was wearing a bra, but he thought not. Kara was initially content just to let him look, but eventually broke the silence, “Well, Tommy's cousin, how are you?”
Bill was caught staring at Kara's chest. He looked up, “Uh, its Bill... Bill Jordan, and I'm fine.”
“Tommy never mentioned a cousin.”
Kara's top two buttons were undone, a fact that Bill had not missed. “Yeah, well, we haven't seen each other since grade school. I live in Denver.”
“Denver, you are a long way from home. Why?”
Kara's breasts jiggled a little as she spoke and Bill once again fixated on them, thinking he could see her nipples. Without looking up he replied, “I came with my parents.”
Kara could feel his eyes on her breasts. Her nipples hardened. “Tommy said you were eighteen but you look older. I bet you got a bunch of girlfriends.”
Bill tore his eyes away from Kara's breasts and said, “Yeah, nothing steady though. And none as good looking as you.”
As Tommy returned with the sugar, Kara said, “Did you hear that, Tommy. Your cousin thinks I'm better looking than all his girl-friends.”
“I'm sure you are,” replied Tommy, “And from what he says, they're pretty good looking.”
“That's quite a complement - from both of you,” Kara acknowledged.
Now that Tommy had returned, Kara decided to push her boundaries a bit. “I came out here to get some sun on my legs but I thought I would be alone. You guys aren't going to be embarrassed if I turn my chair toward the sun, are you?”
“Not me, and I don't think Bill will complain either.” Tommy noticed that the business with the sugar didn't mean that Kara wasn't going to tease, she was just going to do it on her own timetable.
Kara turned her chair and stretched her legs in the direction of the sun, which was also in the direction of where Bill was sitting. She didn't really need the sun on her already tanned legs but she was confident Bill wouldn't mind her pretending. Tommy knew how much Kara loved to tease. He chuckled to himself over the teasing his cousin was about to experience.
Kara parted her legs a few inches. She acted as if she wasn't aware that Bill was studying her legs, especially the spot just beneath her shirt bottom where they came together. Sipping coffee, while looking across the top of her cup at Tommy, she slid down until her butt was perched at the edge of the chair with her legs outstretched.
By doing so, Kara let the shirt ride up her legs, affording Bill an unobstructed view of her panties. Tommy could see where Bill was looking. He wasn't so sure Kara might not be taking things a little too far. Attempting to disguise his discomfort, he smiled at her as he said, “You might want to be careful about what you are exposing.”
Kara was getting excited, exposing her panties to Bill, and she sensed that, notwithstanding what he had just said, Tommy was enjoying it too. Still, she wanted to pretend it wasn't intentional. Her head snapped down, toward her waist. “Oh, my God,” she said as she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it down. “I'm so sorry, I had no idea.”
Bill wasn't buying it. He was sure Kara was well aware of what she was doing and had only covered up because of what Tommy had said. He turned to Tommy with a disgruntled look and mouthed, “Thanks a lot cousin.”
Kara attempted to maintain the illusion of innocence. “You said you were down here from Denver, but you didn't tell me why.” Kara squirmed a little in her chair, offering a glimpse of her panties which were beginning to show a trace of moisture.
Seeing that brief bit of dampness, Bill gulped, but remembering that he had promised to be polite, he raised his eyes to Kara's and replied, “I came down with my parents.