State of Grace

Kathy glanced over at the neighbor’s daughter from behind her sunglasses. She couldn’t believe how little the girl was wearing, even if it was in her own backyard. Didn’t she know that the neighbors could see?

It seemed like the bikinis were getting smaller and skimpier by the day, too. Surely Grace couldn’t wear these out, not with the amount of flesh they exposed.

Kathy blinked, realizing she’d been staring at the girl’s toned ass for far too long, even partially disguised by her sunglasses like this. Her brain screamed at her to look away, but she just kept staring.

Grace rose and turned, looking directly towards Kathy. Her eyebrow arched, and a smirk crept across her face. Kathy froze like a deer in headlights, but the girl said nothing, just turned and walked back into her parent’s house.

Kathy pulled herself up and stumbled into her own house, heading straight for the bedroom. She needed to, she needed too… Oh, fuck, she was so wet.

Spreading her legs she rubbed, picturing Grace, knowing she’d be back out there tomorrow.