The two girls ran and bundled their way through the gateway, running into each other and rolling to the floor on the grass behind the large hedge. They were giggling and panting loudly, struggling for breath after their escape.
"Shh, quiet, listen?" one said, rolling onto the other.
She clamped her hand over the mouth of the other to quieten her, pushing herself tight into her body to make them less visible. They heard the footsteps approaching, then run past where they were.
"Quick, they must have run around the corner," a male voice cried out.
They listened until the footsteps faded, then burst out laughing, lying in each other's arms.
"Phew, that was close. I can't believe you stole his cap," the one on top said.
The other stuck her tongue out, licking the other's hand to move it off her mouth. She laughed and put the cap on her head.
"I don't even like it, and it doesn't fit me either!" she laughed.
Jenny was the mischievous one of the two cousins. Brunette, 5' 7" tall, 34C with an ass to match, knew she was built to tease. Her cousin Tori was an inch shorter, with a petite slim body topped with a 30B bust. They both had similar shoulder-length haircuts except Tori was blonde, her hair more of a white colour than yellowish. That too was a head-turner for guys.
"You can get off me now Tori," Jenny laughed.
"I thought I heard them coming back, honest!" Tori giggled.
The cousins had been wandering around the local shopping centre for most of the morning, and for the last hour, the guys had been pestering them for a date. Jenny and Tori had kept them hanging on, teasing them until Jenny had called one over on the premise of kissing him, before snatching his cap from his head and the girls running quickly away, laughing loudly. Walking out through the gateway and back onto the path, Jenny put the cap on the gatepost and they wandered off.
The girls, both nineteen years old, lived in neighbouring streets, their gardens backing onto each other. They'd been inseparable from an early age, sharing the same classes throughout school and now attending the same college too. They weren't just cousins but best friends and soulmates, confiding in each other. They were often mistaken for sisters, both having similar features, and both looking like their mothers who were sisters. Tori always teased Jenny about being the better-looking one, getting the most male attention due to her bigger tits and arse, Jenny telling her she'd rather have her petite model-like figure.
"Shall we go back to mine and try these on?" Tori asked.
"Yeah, we could do that," Jenny responded.
Tori giggled, the bag she held up contained various items of lingerie and a couple of dresses. The girls had bought them for a party they were due to attend at the weekend.
"You only want to show off and hope my dad catches you," Tori laughed.
"No, I don't!" Jenny protested a little too much, and they both laughed out loud.
It was a standing joke between the girls that they both fancied each other's dads. It had started when Tori's dad Jim had been drunkenly dancing at a family party and had grabbed Jenny and started swaying her around, mistaking her for his wife Anna, Tori's mum. He'd blushed when he realised his mistake when they were pulled apart, Jim apologising profusely, his flushed red complexion contrasting against his silver grey hair.
Getting to Tori's house, Jim was sitting watching TV, wearing shorts and a vest top. He was tall, around 6' 4", and had quite a big frame. He waved and said hello, but continued to watch his film. Tori told him they were going upstairs and he just waved. The girls walked up and Tori emptied the contents onto the bed.
"Try the white ones first," she told Jenny, holding up a bra and thong set.
Jenny started undressing. The girls were always getting ready at each other's houses so were used to seeing each other naked, usually after showering, and were always swapping clothes. She casually dropped her jeans and t-shirt to the floor, unhooked her bra and slid down her knickers, standing naked she took the lace undies from Tori. She slid them on, then looked towards a full-length mirror.
"Wow, you look super hot in those," Tori told her.
"Mmm, I think the white colour would have suited you better, I should have picked the red set instead of these. I'll try on the black ones though. Are you putting yours on?" Jenny asked her.
Tori started undressing but didn't take her eyes off Jenny. Now wearing the black bra and thong, Tori whistled.
"They look great. Even I'd fuck you if you were wearing them for me!" Tori said.
Jenny laughed, and Tori nervously laughed with her. She was joking but felt her heart flutter, her eyes wandering across Jenny's body, a vision of perfection right here in front of her. She'd felt this feeling a few times, most recently when she fell onto her cousin's body, her hand over her mouth stopping their lips from colliding, lying along her body with their legs entwined and their breasts pushed together. She knew she couldn't say in case the strong bond between them broke if Jenny didn't feel the same, and even if she did they were cousins.
Jenny was looking at herself in the mirror, rubbing the palms of her hands over her hips and across her tits, imagining the looks she'd get in these. She heard a noise and turned to see Tori opening the bedroom door.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I dare you to undress, walk naked to the bathroom and back," Tori giggled.
"But, Uncle Jim might see me," Jenny answered.
"You're not chicken are you?" Tori laughed, doing chicken wings with her arms.
Jenny looked over onto the landing. The bathroom was about twenty feet away, it would take her around ten seconds there and back she presumed. She slid off the underwear, smiled at Tori, and walked out onto the landing. Just as she got to the bathroom, Tori shouted out.
"Dad, dad, come here!" she shouted out.
She laughed as she saw Jenny panic, and instead of simply darting into the bathroom, she started to tiptoe back to the bedroom, trying not to alert Jim. Just as she got to the bedroom door, Jim appeared at the bottom of the stairs just in time to see her bare arse disappear from view. Tori poked her head around the door.
"Sorry dad, I thought I saw a spider, you know I don't like them," she explained.
Jim grumbled and went back to his film, the girls laughing at each other. Tori showed Jenny she'd taken a picture of Jenny naked on her landing 'just in case I need to blackmail you some time' she laughed.
Saturday came and Tori sent Jenny a message.
"Will pick you up in a while, got a surprise to show you," she messaged.
"Pick me up?" Jenny asked.
"Yeah, dad's bought me a car, it's a beauty," she said.
"Are you driving to the party then?" Jenny asked.
"Yeah, a taxi there and back will cost us a small fortune and neither of us works, and it gives me an excuse not to get drunk and embarrass myself," Tori answered.
Tori arrived later, Jenny walked out to see her sitting in a black convertible sports car.
"Jeez, where did Uncle Jim find that from?" she asked.
"A guy at the garage he knows was selling it cheap, and he knew I need a car and couldn't afford one, so he'd agreed on a deal for it," Tori smiled.
The party was fun, with lots of loud music and people around their age dancing in virtually every room in the house, They recognised a few people from their college, but not a lot of the others. Tori was wearing a red and black dress, and crimson red lipstick to match. She also wore crimson red undies but had no intention of letting anyway see they matched too, keeping sober meant keeping her wits about her.
Jenny wore a figure-hugging black dress, a split up the side of one leg to nearly the top of her thigh. She'd whispered to Tori that she was wearing the black undies and she felt very sexy in them. They danced the night away, fending off advances, then eventually left at about 1 am. They hadn't driven very far when Jenny leaned over.
"Can I drive for a bit, we'll swap before we get back home though," she asked.
They were heading towards a straight part of the road, no other cars about this early in the morning. Tori agreed, although a little reluctantly. She pulled over and they swapped seats. Jenny started to drive, slowly at first and then playing about, accelerating quickly and then slowing down again. Suddenly, without warning, a dog ran across the road in front of the car and Jenny swerved to miss it, driving off the side of the road and down a grass bank into the hedge. Despite their efforts, the wheels kept spinning and the car would not reverse out of the ditch.
"Fuck, I'm going to have to phone my dad, he's not going to be happy," Tori said.
She phoned, coming back to Jenny, telling her he was more bothered about what time it was but more concerned that the girls were alright rather than the car. When he got there he surveyed the scene, Tori telling him about the dog.
"I told you not to take the car out tonight, you need to get used to driving it before bringing it all over here," he scolded.
"I'm really sorry dad, I didn't mean to," Tori sobbed.
"No, you can't take the blame," Jenny said, "I was driving Uncle Jim," she continued.
Jim looked her up and down, it was the first time he'd noticed her outfit, the split in her dress staring at him.
"I'm going to have to phone my garage guy, ask him to come and tow it back, then have a look at the damage to it," he said, "I fucking told you not to go out in it."
They all sat in Jim's car while they waited for him to come out. Jenny noticed him staring at her legs in the passenger seat, Tori sitting in the back. When the garage guy came he had a look around the car, then winched it up onto the back of his truck.
