Anna arrived home from school at 2:45. The pout on her face barely expressed her frustration. She slammed her backpack on the floor and trotted into the den diving flat on her stomach onto the leather couch. Tears streamed down her face. Her dark eye makeup followed in small streaks across her cheeks. Kevin sat with Susan on the bus.
"That bitch" she thought. "Kevin doesn't know what he's missing. The only reason he dates her is because she is a slut!"
Certainly the school uniform didn't show all of Anna's attributes and since Mom and Dad both worked during the day, Anna was stuck at home, inside the house for her Senior year. She rolled off the couch, grabbed a bottle of Coke from the fridge and headed upstairs to her bedroom to clean up and get changed.
Anna carefully pawed through her dresser, looking for something light and comfortable. She pulled out some cotton shorts and a Tee shirt. After drinking down most of the coke, she dropped her skirt and unbuttoned the white shirt. She folded both, laid them flat on the bed and found herself staring in the mirror.
She asked aloud "Am I fat?" Looking, and turning, she decided that she wasn't fat, just large breasted. "Well, someday these will come in handy," she said as she cupped her hands under each tender breast. The fabric of her bra felt so nice against her fingers and she squeezed gently and felt her nipples harden. Her right hand drifted down her belly and under the waistband of her panties. She floated her middle finger across her pubic hair and onto her clit. Ahhh, escaped from her lips as her eyes closed. Her finger moved faster and then paused as she drove the digit into her vagina.
"Mmmm, now, that's nice!" her finger came back out covered with generously flowing juices. Anna rubbed the juices against her clit and more flowed from her vagina soaking her panties.
There was a noise. It came from the closet. Somebody was in the closet. The door was cracked open and Anna calmly walked to where whoever was in the closet wouldn't see her. She grabbed her lamp from the shelf and pulled the cord from the outlet. Quietly she crept toward the closet door. The door opened and a man stepped out facing away from Anna. She swung with fury and hit him on the back of the head. He fell in a heap on the floor.
At first, she thought he was dead, but then he moaned and she swung again and with a clunk, he was completely knocked out. Anna turned him over. It was Uncle Ted. Looked like he enjoyed peeping on Anna as his rapidly deflating cock hung out of his shorts. Anna sat on the floor holding the lamp. She was pissed, here was Uncle Ted in her closet watching her get undressed and masturbating and beating himself off!!
Anna grabbed her phone. Who to call? Sara would know what to do!! Sara answered on the first ring and Anna explained what had happened.
After getting advice, Anna walked quickly to her fathers closet and pulled some ties from his closet. She checked the clock - still 2 more hours before Mom gets home. She heard the door open downstairs - it was Sara.
"Up here" Anna called and Sara ran up the stairs. "Nice chest" giggled Sara. Anna looked down at her breasts and blushed. "I didn't have time to get dressed, yet" she explained.
"It doesn't bother me" smirked Sara as she noticed the wet spot on Anna's panties. "He must have really scared you, looks like you pissed in your pants!"
Anna felt the moistness still on her panties. "I was having a little fun, when I was interrupted! It's not like you never do it" she accused.
Together, the girls hefted Uncle Ted onto the Anna's bed. They tied Uncle Ted's hands to the headboard and stripped off his shoes, socks, pants and underwear and then tied up his feet to the footboard.
"That should hold him a little while" said Sara with satisfaction. "and yes, I have played with myself many times, thankyouverymuch! Why not?"
Anna tossed on a Tee shirt and tentatively asked "Have you ever . . ." she pointed to Uncle Ted's limp cock.
