Tammy was a tease. Everyone knew it including Tammy.
For years she'd use her sexuality to frustrate the boys and men she knew and she always got away with it.
In her first year in college she'd had to dial down her teasing because it caused problems that she'd never had to deal with before. And the problems were all negative. Counseling sessions with the dean. Being told to leave class because her outfit was just this side of decent. Being ostracized with different social groups.
Her brief relationship with Brad at college had also flopped. They'd had a bumbling intimacy before they mutually broke up. It was partly her and partly him and she knew this.
Which meant it was a relief to come home for the summer and pick up where she'd left off.
Her clothes were skimpy, her looks were seductive and sexy, and where she had modest tits she always went around braless. She enjoyed the attention and the looks she'd get both from men and from women.
One day she was home babysitting her siblings. Her one brother was old enough and didn't really need supervision but her parents had to go out and they were hoping to keep Tammy occupied while they were gone.
The kids were out back kicking a ball around when the ball was kicked up into the air. The wind caught it and carried it over the fence. Tammy watched as it bounced down the hill and then up and over the fence of a neighbor.
The kids didn't even care about the ball as they moved on to some other thing to play with. They also didn't notice as Tammy put on her sandals and went out the front door.
She was just wearing a white tank top and red shorts and she didn't bother taking her phone or anything with her. She planned to be back in a couple minutes.
Knocking on the neighbor's door she could hear footsteps.
The door opened and she got her first close look at her neighbor. Tall, decent shape, fortyish, Polo shirt, fleece shorts, and barefoot. He struck her as confident and relaxed.
"Well, hello there." he said. She didn't notice as he also sized her up like a piece of meat. She was used to it.
"Hi, I'm Tammy from up the hill. Our ball is in your back yard and I was hoping to get it back."
"Sure. Help yourself." he said, gesturing for her to come in. She did and then she heard the front door close and lock behind her.
Entering the nicely appointed home she looked around. "How do I get to the back yard?"
"This way."
He led her down a hallway and opened a door. She saw it went downstairs and she imagined there was a basement access to the backyard.
When he joined her at the bottom of the stairs he flicked a switch and the room was now dimly lit. A quick glance around and Tammy realized it was a home theatre. An outsized combination sofa/daybed sat in front of a wall-sized television and the room had a bar and a small kitchenette.
"Hey, how do I get to the backyard from here?"
He laughed, "You don't."
"I don't get it. What's the joke?" she asked.
"You don't know my name, do you Tammy?"
"No."
"All these years and you never knew my name. Anyway, I'm Curtis." he extended his hand and she shook it.
When he took away his hand Tammy watched him go over to the bar and pick up a remote. The big TV came to life with a tropical beach scene and appropriate music. Now he put the remote back down and returned to her.
"Now I'd like to get to know you better. Take a seat." he gestured at the daybed.
"Look, I don't mind getting to know you sometime but right now I just want to get our ball and go home."
Curtis liked that she wasn't immediately compliant.
"You can go home later. Right now I'd like to get to know you better."
Tammy just stood there trying to get her head around the situation.
Curtis waited a moment and then guided her to the daybed. She rolled her eyes when he asked her to take off her sandals and then she got on the daybed.
It was like sitting on a cloud it was so soft and plush.
She sat Indian-style across from him. He scooted a little closer so his knees were just an inch or so from her own.
She gave an exasperated sigh as she went along with 'getting to know' Curtis.
"I don't often have company so this is quite a treat, Tammy."
"Sure." she said, clearly patronizing and humoring him.
"You're not bothered about this, are you?" he asked her.
"No...I just want to get our ball, okay?"
"You will." She watched as he pulled off his Polo shirt tossing it to the side.
Realization suddenly crept into her mind. "Hey, I gotta go." she said as she started to get up.
"Not yet." he replied as he held her arm. "You're always running around showing off your tits and I'd like to see them."
"Oh, shit." she said. Realization had suddenly dawned on her. A myriad of thoughts and options went through her mind and none of them would turn out well. She was more or less stunned by the situation.
Curtis reached over to her and his hands took hold of her top and pulled it up. He did it so quickly that not only did she not think to object she limply cooperated with him. She watched him flick his wrist and her top went wafting through the air to land on top of his.
Only then did she realize that she was topless. Her hands came up to cover herself while his hands immediately came up to cup her tits.
"Let me." he sternly demanded.
The shock of his voice getting serious made her comply and she felt his warm hands on her tits.
"Nice." he said as he softly felt them.
He looked in her eyes as he held her tits, "Anyone else ever hold these?"
"Just my boyfriend. We broke up."
"His loss." said Curtis. "Did you have sex with him?"
"A couple times, yeah."
"Birth control?"
"Of course," replied Tammy with a hint of irritation, "He used condoms."
Curtis smiled, "What I meant to ask is are you on birth control?"
Again she seemed a little irritated at the question and its implications. "No, why would I be? I don't need it."
"No, no you don't." quietly replied Curtis.
