Thread: Big Brother is disgusting (Conflict+Yen)

Finishing a mouthful of his creamy pasta she peers at him for a moment, an owlish gaze working him over. He was acting a little too giddy and she wasn't sure what was up. Maybe it was best not to compliment him further, she didn't want to stoke his ego after all. She finished the last shrimp on the plate and stood, making her way into the kitchen with long and elegant strides of her shapely smooth legs. She placed the plate in the sink and passed him. Reaching out she ruffles up his hair, knowing it will annoy him. Don't get too confident. If you put half as much effort into socializing with girls as you did making Alfredo sauce you wouldn't be a virgin stroking off to lesbian cheer leaders she said with a impish smirk. Pausing she looked him over again she shook her head softly letting a look of slight disgust crinkle her cute button nose. I'm going to shower she concluded as she practically skipped out of the kitchen. Once she hit the hallway she did feel a little bad. She knew it wasn't kind to treat him so shitty all the time... But there was something that was just so appealing about being abusive towards him. She got the distinct feeling that he actually really enjoyed her bitchiness. The ridiculous of that thought struck her hard and she felt a wave of disbelief roll over her body. 'Yeah... As if anyone would like that. Stuuuupid' she chastised herself. She slid the bathroom open and closed the door behind her completely unaware that it had not closed all the way. She began to strip out of her sweaty soccer clothing. Peeling the tight clothing off her tall and toned body she paused to look herself over in the mirror. She frowned when she thought about the cheerleaders in the porno that Nathan was watching. They were full of soft curves and full breasts. Her own body was much more lean then that. Her breasts were nothing to write home about really, a decent set of perky C cups. They looked like mosquito bites compared to the cheerleaders in his porno though... And her ego was somewhat stung. She tugged off the first layer of underwear, removing the full spandex sports bra that she wore over her regular cotton bra. It helped minimize bounce while she was working the field. Once her bust was freed of the spandex layer she pouted slightly as she slipped her admittedly delicate hands into the white cotton cups of her bra. She palmed her perky breasts and tested their weight in her hands. She was overall pleased by their smooth and springy texture. Sighing she dis guarded her normal bra as well and reached down to peel her shorts off. Where she lacked in breasts she made up in ass. Soccer had done her derriere good. It was firm and rounded and pretty much by all definitions perfect. She smiled at herself and gazed at her prized asset -no pun intended- turning at various angles to admire her firm bottom in a tight fitting pair of black boy shorts. She let her hands slide against her full and firm thighs and down her fit legs , peeling her knee high socks down and off her athletic calves. She dropped all her dis guarded clothing into the clothes hamper and finally peeled off her practically plastered on panties. She set those atop the rest of her clothing. With a nearly hypnotic sway of her shapely hips she headed into the shower stall. Soon the sound of running water filled the bathroom, as well as her melodic humming as she slowly scrubbed today's sweat and grime off her delicious curves.