Left Alone
Keywords: Left, Alone,
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My parents had been out of town for 4 days and weren't expected back from their trip to Africa for another 3 weeks. I had been keeping myself quite busy since they left. On my first day alone, I took a long, hot bubble-bath and shaved off most of my body hair. Just above my cock, I cut the hair really short and left a thin "landing strip" like the girls on the internet.
My older sister, Teri, decided to stay at college over the summer break which left her old room unsupervised. After my bath, I put on a fashion show for myself. I think I tried on every outfit in Teri's wardrobe.
I had been oh-so aroused by girl's clothes for as long as I could remember. Every chance I got I would slip into my Teri's room and try on some of the trendy, sexy outfits she was so fond of. During no other time, did I feel so complete and sexy. I longed to wear skirts, dresses, stockings, bras, panties and heels ALL the time.
With no other obligations, I spent the next few days dressing up as a girl. I experimented with make-up and even found my longish blonde hair looked really cute in pigtails. As far as my petite cock was concerned, it was the best time of my life.
During the day I spent most of my time laying out, working on my tan. The wooden fence around our yard gave me a sense of privacy. I had found a teeny-tiny bikini in the bottom of Teri's dresser, our parents would never have approved of it. The little white triangle of fabric barely covered my cock and marble-sized balls. The thin strings ran from either side of the triangle, looped over my hips, joined together and disappeared between my tight, 19 year old cheeks. The two triangles on top were just large enough to cover my large-ish boy nipples. The same thin strings held the top together.
Dressed like this, laying on a lounge chair, coated in suntan oil with my white heels resting nearby is how Walter found me. He had come over to borrow a tool from my Dad's shed.
I didn't notice him until he was near enough to cast a shadow over my 5'6", 125 pound body. As I opened my eyes, shock, terror, humiliation and a million other feelings overtook me. I quickly shifted my hands to cover both my bikini bottoms and the tops. I stuttered and mumbled some lame excuse for being dressed as I was. OH GOD! What if he tells my parents? I was totally freaking out and just about to cry.
Walter just stood there, staring down at me. He is a big guy, at least 6 foot and in pretty good shape from a guy my Dad's age. The chiseled jaw line and strong eyes were what made him appear so intimidating at the moment.
After several moments of silence while his eyes studied every nook-and-cranny of exposed body, he avoided my attire by simply asking, "How are doing, Tommy?"
After biting my lower lip and shifting my hands to better cover myself, I answered "Fine." His eyes met mine and for some reason, I suddenly felt a little relaxed.
He said that he stopped by to borrow a tool (of some kind) from my Dad. I told him to help himself, motioning toward the shed with my chin. He slowly turned and walked to the shed. As soon as he was out of site, I flipped over on my tummy to hide the modest bulge in my bikini bottoms. Why I didn't run inside is beyond me!
His eyes were back on me as he stepped out of the shed with a wrench of some kind. He took a seat in a deck chair right beside my head and said something meaningless about the weather. After some more small talk, he casually mentioned that my tan was coming along nicely. I'm sure I blushed deeply.
At this point, I felt flattered that he noticed. Walter had always paid special attention to me, noticing the smallest things like a new hair style or new shorts, he never ignored me like my Dad's other friends. And the attention he was paying me now was starting to turn me on.
My reaction to his comment about my tan must have encouraged him as he went on to flatter me about my smooth, tight skin, toned muscles and finally my butt. That last one didn't really surprise me. My "friend" Derrick has always said I had a cute ass, it's more like a girls than a boys. My waist slid inward slightly then flared out to my hips which formed my perfect little heart-shaped bubble butt.
With the compliments flying, my little cock had become quite hard. The idea of him telling my parents anything had completely left my mind. I had always thought Walter was good looking for an older guy, but now I was finding myself glancing down at the man-sized bulge in his jeans. My god it looked HUGE, and it wasn't even hard!
As he stood up to get home and fix whatever it was he was working on, I stunned myself by rolling onto my side exposing my entire front to him. As we said goodbye, he turned and started to walk away. Very suddenly, he stopped and turned back toward me. He said that since I was all alone, and so was he, perhaps I would like to come over to his house and watch a movie tonight.
After I agreed, he smiled and asked me to "wear something pretty". I coyly smiled back at him and asked "Why?" He casually responded that my parents would eventually come home and I should take advantage of my freedom while it lasted.
As the gate shut behind him, I think I squealed with joy. I knew it wasn't a date and I shouldn't expect too much, what with Walter being my Dad's friend. But Derrick had been visiting colleges for the past week with his parents and I felt neglected.
We didn't set a time to meet, and I was so anxious, I trotted inside and took a nice long shower and re-shaved myself, just in case. The next hour was spent trying on different outfits, I had no idea what to wear. I felt like girl getting ready for a big date, it was wonderful!
I had everything from formal to casual to sexy at my disposal. Being August, it was scorching hot outside, even at night, so that ruled out the formal wear. I was NOT going to wear pants on my first time out dressed as a girl, so that ruled out most of the casual wear. What I finally decided on wound up being on the slutty side. I slipped into a white thong with small pink flowers on it, being especially careful to tuck my cock back between my legs. The tight pink tank top clung to my chest while leaving my mid-riff exposed. Following that, I found a thin, white cotton skirt. The skirt was tight and hugged my slim figure. When stretched around my body, it became sort of see-thru, enough to see the white panties against my tanned skin.
After pulling my hair up into pig-tails and applying a heavy coating of lip gloss, I looked like a school girl tease.
My stomach started to feel queasy as I realized I was really going to do this. I went to the kitchen to find something to eat, there wasn't much that didn't need cooking. I opened the candy drawer and found a lollipop, perfect! I opened it and as soon as it touched my lips, the thought entered my mind that I may be sucking Walter's big fat cock before the night was over. I was getting seriously horny just standing there.
I walked back to my sister's room and grabbed a pair of ankle socks with lacey-trim, then dug through her shoes. I tried on several pairs before choosing a simple pair of black and white tennis shoes.
After one last glance in the mirror, I was ready. It was pretty dark outside so I wouldn't have to wear a cover-up over to Walter's house. That first step out the front door was exhilarating. I had never been out in public, much less out of the front door dressed up before. My heart was pounding in my chest as I took the 37 steps to Walter's front door.
His house was lit up and I could hear the TV. Half of me wanted to run home, the other half of me, the naughty half raised my arm and rang the doorbell. As I waited those few moments on his doorstep, I nervously spun the lollipop on my tongue. My mind was running wild. What if he didn't like the way I looked? What if he came home, thought about it and was now repulsed by the idea of me dressing up? What if? What if? What if?
Just as I was about to run off, the door opened. There stood Walter smiling broadly as he appraised my outfit. "Mmmm, you outdid yourself Tommy. You look great!" I stood there dumbly twirling the lollipop in my mouth. He paused and looked into my eyes before saying that my name didn't really suit me now. I meekly replied that I liked the name Tonya. His smile broadened as he offered me his hand and welcomed me into his home.
Goosebumps popped up all over me as his hand rested on the bare skin on the small of my back, ushering me down the hallway. We passed the kitchen and continued on to the living room. This room was much smaller than my living room, one side opened to the kitchen, another had a closet and a hallway toward the bedrooms. The third wall was dominated by a big screen TV and its accessories. The forth wall had a single chair with an end table. A large, low table sat in about the middle of the room. The lack of seating sort of shocked me. I guessed I would be sitting on the floor.
When Walter offered me a drink, I readily accepted and followed him back to the kitchen. I checked him out as I followed, he was such a big man, I felt so small in his presence. He opened the refrigerator and withdrew two sodas, setting them on the counter near me. I leaned against the counter and watched him. He approached me and got really, really close while looking right in my eyes. I was terribly nervous, he was close enough that I had to stop twirling my lollipop, there wasn't enough room between us for my arm. Still staring at me, he reached around to open a cupboard and pull out two glasses, one in each hand. He set the glasses on the counter behind me on either side. Still holding the glasses in his hands, I was captured between him and the counter. My breathing got heavier and I felt myself flush being so close to him.
He leaned in even closer, I could feel his breath on my neck. My little cock was rock hard in my panties. I was beginning to panic when he whispered in my ear, "Damn, you're cute.
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Keywords: Left, Alone,