As I walked home with my hands full of groceries I marvelled at how beautiful the landscape was around me. Since three days ago, everything around me had taken on a deeper hue, a richer sound, a more delectable taste. I lived in this surreal world, where the touch of the wind blowing against my bare arm would recall memories and feelings to me that would make my legs feel a little less steady, my heart beat faster and my panties become just the slightest bit moist. I don't know whether or not I had been avoiding Kaylee and Adam. I hadn't seen them in passing around town, but I also have definitely not sought them out. I was nervous because I had started to change, to become a different person with more experience from the world. Did I want that? Was it even something that I could hold on to? That innocent girl who just blundered around living her life, it feels so long ago! But then -- why think so much about it? If I am no longer a girl, but a woman -- what of it? I decided then and there to take up Adam's offer. I wasn't too sure on being in a video, but he did invite me over, and my body was starting to ache with the lack of attention.
After coming home with the groceries, stacking the pantry and generally cleaning up what mess I had made earlier in the morning, I decided to have a shower and get changed. In the shower my body tingled with anticipation, and my mind wandered off every few minutes to explore in my imagination how this afternoon would unfold. I couldn't stop my soapy hand from lingering a little too long between my legs. Leaning back against the wall of my shower I rubbed and stroked my pussy, gently, over and over. The hot water had already stimulated the sensitive skin, so climax wasn't very far away -- and when it came it overtook me and I lost myself for a minute, standing breathless under the water.
I climbed out of the shower feeling refreshed. Wrapped in a towel I headed to my room to decide on something to wear. I had an outfit already in mind; a loose fitting lightweight shirt tucked into mid thigh skirt that hugged my hips. The thing was, I wanted to wear some sexy underwear, stuff that you saw models wear in ads on the TV. I had nothing of the sort, and I was getting frustrated. In the mirror I tried things on, took them off, tried something else. Nothing I owned was sexy enough. Then a thought struck me! Perhaps I would go without. I tried on my outfit without underwear and looked at myself in the mirror. The skirt was fine, you couldn't tell at all. But through my top you could clearly see my erect nipples protruding from the fabric. I took a few steps towards the mirror and noted that my breasts jolted slightly as I walked. It was so obvious! I was torn, I had never stepped out into public before wearing anything as revealing as this, and yet -- I was turned on as hell. What the hell, I'm a woman now. People may as well appreciate it.
As I stepped out of the house I almost lost my nerve. With every step I desperately wanted to turn back and put on a frumpy bra or a thick jumper. Yet the closer I got to town the more aroused I became. My nipples were harder than ever because of the cool breeze and the light fabric of my shirt rubbing against them. I was lucky in that I didn't have to go right into the main street to go to Adam's house. I could see his street sign a little further down the road, past the general store. Just as I was approaching the store out comes my music teacher, Mr. Cameron. I decide to be bold and hold eye contact with him, smiling as I approach. As he recognises me he smiles and waves, then glances down to where my thin shirt must be providing him with a decent show. He immediately jerks his head up to my face and I notice his cheeks turn a little more red. I had always had a little crush on Mr. Cameron. He was thirty-something, had windswept blonde hair, a little facial hair and glasses. He always pulled off that 'unkept' look, and had dirty boots. Something about him ticked my box.
"Hey Mr. Cameron!" I say with enthusiasm. "It's been a while."
"Yes, Willow, it's very nice to, ah, see you. And I think you can call me Lucas now, since I am no longer your teacher. What have you been doing with your time after school?" he asked me, slightly regaining composure.
"Uhm, just kind of exploring my sense of self and getting in touch with nature, I guess." I answered pretty truthfully. "I've been going on some hikes lately, through the woods. It'd be great to catch up with you and go hiking sometime, Mr. ah... Lucas, if you like?" I felt shy all of a sudden, and looked down at the concrete, thinking maybe I'm just making a fool of myself. But I firm my resolve and lift my chin back up to look him in the eyes, except his eyes were focused on my chest. Then he looked up at my face, and gave me a warm smile with a hint of guilt -- he knew that I caught him.
"Sure thing, how about tomorrow afternoon?" he grinned. "It's supposed to warm up tomorrow so there'll be no rush to get home before it turns cold. We can head over to the lake."