This is a continuation of a story started some time ago, and though it is a short chapter, it is the next step in Jennifer's growing attachment to this family of her cousin's, and to her own feelings of exhibitionism.
It would be best to read "Cousin's Visit" first.
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The next morning Jennifer slipped quietly out of bed and stole a glance at her sleeping cousin, Amanda's hair lay gently across her neck, so silky and soft that Jen could hardly resist reaching out to touch it, stroke it, feel it on her fingertips. She felt ever so close, ever so in tune with her lovely cousin. She leaned down to take a better look at Amanda's earring, a silver and turquoise teardrop shape that wasn't quite deep blue enough to match Amanda's eyes, but was lovely, hanging and swaying just a little when Amanda turned her head. It fit her light and sassy personality perfectly, Jen thought as she pulled a lightweight robe over her lacey baby doll sleepwear and padded barefoot out of the room and down to the kitchen.
As she rounded the corner she saw Ellie at the sink, her long legs bare to the hem of a thin white tee shirt that hugged her flanks. Ellie turned and smiled a morning greeting. "Coffee?" she asked, and turned with a cup for Jennifer, revealing a loose V neck and the clear outline of incredible nipples, showing dark brown through the fabric.
"She seems so at ease with herself, with her body," Jennifer thought to herself as she took a sip and felt the warmth flow to her stomach.
"Sleep well?" Ellie asked, leaning her well-toned bottom against the counter and crossing her feet at the ankles, sipping her own cup of coffee. "The first nights in a new bed can sometimes take some getting used to, unless there's someone there to help."
Jennifer wondered at the choice of words, but let it slide as Uncle Todd hurried across the room and grabbed a cup of coffee to go. "I'm a little behind schedule, sweetheart, but I loved the way you woke me up!" He half whispered to Ellie, just loud enough for Jennifer to hear, and Jen wondered if it was on purpose. Uncle Todd stepped closer to Ellie and she stood as they kissed, her hands around his neck and his around her waist, toe to toe and full body close.
"Got to run, you wonderful vixen," he mumbled, lips barely touching, then lingering again in a deeper kiss. His hands gathered the tee and pulled it upward, revealing the side of Ellie's bare bottom, then cupping it, massaging it openly in front of Jennifer. She could see their tongues dancing and Ellie's fingers tugging on his hair as the deep kiss continued, and Ellie's hips moved back and forth, brushing across Uncle Todd's groin.
"Laterrrr....Laterrrr," he chimed with a chuckle, slapping her bare bottom playfully, and turning towards Jennifer, added, "Some days it is so hard to get away from this household!" He hesitated just slightly on the word "hard", and Jennifer thought she could see the outline of the beginning of an erection in his slacks. The whole scene seemed surreal to her. There she was, a guest in the household, thinking she would ease into her morning, and suddenly she is an observer to an openly intimate moment of sharing by two people who are her relatives, two people she doesn't really know all that well, two people who seem totally aware of her presence and of what they are doing to each other erotically, but who also treat it all as if it were the most natural and comfortable thing for them to do in front of her. It made Jennifer shudder inside, and the familiar warm excited feeling got a jump start that was better than caffeine could ever be.
As the sound of Uncle Todd's car subsided, Ellie tugged the tail of her tee back over her exposed butt and turned towards Jennifer. "Oh, Jen, you are blushing! I'm so sorry if that was a little much for you, especially on your very first day with us. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable; it's just that sometimes he gets a little carried away. Men are so like that, aren't they? I'm sure that as lovely as you are, you must find that your boyfriends have roaming fingers sometimes, don't you?"
"And it must have looked to you like I'm totally underdressed," she continued, stepping forward with a cup of coffee for Jennifer, just to the other end of the kitchen table. "But see, I'm wearing undies, so I'm not too much out of line, am I?" Ellie stopped, facing Jennifer, and pulled up her tee to her belly button, displaying the V of a thin pink thong, barely wide enough to capture the full puffy labia that were outlined beneath it. It was sheer, and Jen could see the curly outline of a strip of pubic hair, much like her own, but a little wider at the top, like a miniature V behind the thong that only barely hid it. It had a thin lace border that connected to a similar waistband, which from the side had been hidden to Jennifer's eyes, and had given the impression of nakedness earlier. Ellie's feet were close together, but her hips flared sensually, and her shapely legs parted at the top enough for light to show through between them, and the womanly shape of her vulva to be clearly in view. Somehow Jennifer had trouble raising her eyes to meet her Step-aunt's smiling gaze, and when she did, she again saw the open recognition of Jennifer's gaze. There was something wantonly erotic about this woman, something that seemed to be seeking an intimate connection.
