Waking, Summer felt the morning sunlight filtering into her bedroom.
Listening as she climbed out of bed, she smiled to herself when she realized she was the first one up in the house. Quietly closing the door to the bathroom, she took a pee and brushed her teeth. Amused by the wild lioness look of her messy bed-head, she ran her hands through her auburn hair, fluffing it up while playfully growling at herself in the mirror. She considered padding out naked into the kitchen; dismissing the idea with a chuckle, she grabbed her usual morning t-shirt off the hook of the bathroom door and slipped it on before leaving the bedroom.
Grinning, she saw that Aaron was still asleep on the couch, her Santa's Helper panties and top jumbled up in the covers over his chest. Thinking it might be better to maintain some degree of discretion, she plucked her lingerie from his covers and tossed them onto her bed.
While trying to remain quiet, she walked back through the living room and out to the patio. Golden sunlight was only just beginning to shine across her backyard, and she dropped herself into one of the lounge chairs. Hugging her knees against her chest, she lowered her head to let the soothing rays warm her hair and shoulders. With a happy sigh, she leaned back against the lounger.
Closing her eyes, she felt the sunlight through her eyelids. Her hands went to her legs; absentmindedly caressing them, she smiled when she felt dried cum on the inside of her thighs. Wet or dry, Summer simply loved having cum on her body. She loved the feel of it, certainly, and she particularly loved the thought of it.
She languidly ran her manicured fingertips back and forth through her bare slit before slipping one inside. She was pleased to discover she was silky wet, and in fact still had her man's cum in her pussy. Softly swirling her finger, she scooped some out and brought it to her mouth, coating her lips with a gloss of cum. Laying her hands on the armrests of the lounger, she licked her lips and hummed a happy tune, quietly savoring her pleasurable solitude in the morning sun.
Eventually she felt the urge for a cup of coffee, so she got up and headed to the kitchen. While passing through the living room, she noticed her reflection in the large wall mirror. She hadn't consciously checked herself out in that t-shirt before; she'd never needed to, since it was only her casual nightshirt. She wore it for lounging comfort, not for style.
'Not bad,'
she thought, studying her reflection in the mirror.
She had on one of Jake's 'wifebeater' t-shirts. She'd originally started wearing it simply because she enjoyed having his scent on her when he was away at work. Before long, though, it had become her main lounging outfit.
Standing sidelong to the mirror, she smoothed the little white t-shirt down her body; noticing that it stretched snugly over her flared hips, she thought it looked great on her cute bubble butt. The thin cotton was semi-transparent, with the lower hem extending only a few inches below her pussy while just barely covering her ass. Her shirt would be considered an extremely short dress as it left her thighs completely bare, and it was very loose over her tiny waist. The back was the standard scooped cut, exposing her upper back and shoulders. The shoulder straps were very narrow and slightly frayed all the way to the tops of her large breasts, revealing a deep cleavage, and the oversized armholes offered open windows to the full swells of her gorgeous mounds.
Turning to face the mirror, she saw that the t-shirt wasn't too very see-through. Other than the obvious impressions made by her large nipples, nothing really showed. She could make out the shape of her areolas, though not the color or texture, and her delicate lips were similarly obscured. If she had maintained any pubic hair at all, it certainly would've shown through, but with her pussy shaved bare it was a nonissue.
Checking out the rear view, she saw that her ass really was only barely covered. A hint of her smooth cheeks were peeking out, and her dramatic cleft showed through quite clearly. Although the impression of her rich crescent divide was certainly unmistakable, as the softness of the cotton allowed for the shirt to be easily sucked into her deep split, the shadow and coloring were at least somewhat obscured by the semi-opaque material.
'It's a nice look,'
she decided.
"God, the scenery around here is just as breathtaking waking up as it is going to sleep. Is it always this beautiful in your living room?"
With a warm smile Summer turned to a grinning Aaron. He was sitting up, his sheet covering him to the waist, so she climbed onto the sofa bed and knee-walked over to him. "I'm sorry, honey, I thought you were still asleep. I didn't mean to wake you," she said, taking his hand.
"No, not at all. I didn't even know you were here. I just sort of opened my eyes and saw you standing there, stretching and checking yourself out in the mirror. If you don't mind me asking, what were you looking at?"
Moving into his arms, she gave him a long, welcoming kiss. "Good morning then, sweetie. I was simply looking at my little nightshirt. Since no one was ever going to see me in it, I'd never really paid any attention to it before. I just wanted to check how it looked, you know, to see whether it was okay to wear around you guys."
"You look just as beautiful now as you did last night, and you were impossibly gorgeous last night, if that's any sort of answer."
"You mean when I left you to go to bed, and I was totally naked!" she giggled into his shoulder.
"Yep, definitely then, too," he chuckled.
"I thought about coming out here naked this morning, since that's what I normally do," she added, trailing a row of tender kisses along his collarbone.
"Why didn't you then? I sure wouldn't have complained. I highly doubt anyone else would've, either."
"I just decided that it might not be a good idea. You're the only one who saw me completely naked last night. David didn't, other than possibly by the pool, and even John didn't see what you saw. When I left his bedroom, I still had my panties and top on. I don't know, I guess I thought that maybe it would be a bit too much to show up naked this morning around all of you. It's not like I planned on being naked with you last night, you know."
Smiling, she pinched him in the ribs.
"I know," he said. "It just sorta happened."
"Yeah, right!" she giggled. "It just sorta happened that you specifically
requested
both my top and panties! I suppose it also just sorta happened that you
asked
me to get naked, knowing I would be lying on top of you beneath your covers. I'm sure it was a total coincidence that we began making out like crazy, with my breasts in your mouth and your hands all over my bare bottom!"
Laughing into his neck, she tried to remain quiet.
Aaron just smiled sheepishly.
"It's okay, sweetie, I loved every second of it. I really am having the best Christmas ever. Speaking of which, Merry Christmas, baby. It's official now," she grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck to give him a deep, passionate kiss.
