After dressing, I sat on my bed running over the events in the corridor. Or more accurately, the what ifs. What if one of them had turned? What if I hadn't been able to open the door at all? What if they had seen me standing in the corridor, completely naked?
The adrenaline had long since faded, leaving me feeling drained. But there was something else there too. A kind of buzz. An excitement.
Kevin and Justin had nearly seen me. And for the first time in my life, I knew I wanted to be seen. Not naked. That was way too much. But I'm very shy, and therefore very modest. So even the thought of exposing the smallest glimpse of flesh seemed somehow daring and exciting.
I was spurred into action by the sound of the front door slamming. Justin had left. Kevin was downstairs alone.
The fact that he was my brother didn't bother me at all. I went to an all girl's school, with an all female staff. I had no male friends. The only men I knew at all we're my brother and his 4 friends. And I only saw them when they were with him. So it had to be my brother on his own, or my brother with his friends. And I wasn't ready for more than one person to see me. So it had to be my brother.
And so the next question. What was I going to do. That one was quite easy. Boys like boobs. I normally keep myself well covered. This time I was going to flash some cleavage.
It doesn't sound like much; walking into a room with a low cut top on. But for me it was a huge step. It was a totally different mind set and I was racked with nerves as I walked down the stairs.
The top was an old, now too small, school shirt. The top two buttons undone and a couple of safety pins discreetly positions to keep the collar and lapels out of the way.
I considered backing out as each stair fell away beneath my feet. But when when I got to the bottom a new determination set it. I steeled my nerve and strode purposefully into the kitchen.
I nearly had a heard attack. The sound of the front door hadn't been Justin leaving. It had been Kevin's other 3 friends; Paul, Frank and Bobby arriving. All 5 where sitting at the kitchen table, with boxes of take away pizza in front of them, staring directly at me. Or more accurately at the generous display of flesh my too small shirt was offering.
I froze for a second. Should I turn and run back to the safety of my bedroom? No, that would bring even more attention. I had to go through with it, even with all 5 boys there.
I carried on into the kitchen. Nobody spoke. They just stared. Their eyes followed my chest as I crossed the room and pulled the fridge door open.
The fridge door blocked their view of me. But I new I couldn't hide behind it for long. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Kevin was supposed to be on his own. I was expecting one set of eyes to witness my small exposure, not 5!
I knew I had no choice but to run the gauntlet again. I grabbed a juice box from the fridge. My hand shaking with nerves as I picked it up.
I closed the fridge door and turned back towards the boys. They were all gawping at me. I wanted to hug my arms across my chest, but I didn't want them to see how my exposure was affecting me. I wanted to appear nonchalant. So I kept my arms by my side as I walked back passed them and back out of the kitchen door. Their eyes on stalks following every step.
Once out of their sight I collapsed against the wall. I couldn't believe what I'd just done. I couldn't believe all 5 of the boys had seen me parade in front of them. It was scary, but also very exciting. It was probably the most thrilling thing I'd ever done in my life. Had they liked what they'd seen. I didn't have to wait long to find out.
"Fuck me!" Frank said. "Your sister's tits are fucking huge!"
He clearly thought I was out of ear shot. If I'd gone straight upstairs I would have been.
"Dude, that's my sister!" Kevin replied.
