PART 06 - Reflections 05
I got out of the shower and pulled my bath towel off, tossing it on the floor while I walked towards my closet to get dressed for lunch, still angry at what had just happened. The fact that I was still in Sasha’s body was painfully obvious by feeling her breasts and ass jiggle with every step. My pussy was still aching from the way I rode Tim… I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t already starting to get wet thinking about how it felt to have a dick inside me… It’s undeniable that I find the fact that I am in a woman’s body oddly arousing, more specifically my son's girlfriend’s body; just look at how horny I’ve been since I landed in it.
“Pfft” I scoffed, “Look cute for lunch… the nerve.” I said aloud as I stood in front of Sasha’s clothes that were scattered around my closet, one hand on my hip.
“Screw this guy. I’ll wear something alright, just to challenge his ego.” I thought confidently.
A white thong caught my eye. I picked them up off the ground and held them up in front of my face, “This’ll do.” I said, smirking.
I bent over and slipped the thong up my legs, pulling the waistband over my hips as I started to stand upright. I ran my fingers along the hem of the panties that were covering my groin to straighten out the fabric.
“Oh! And I’m sure these will definitely grab his attention.” I lifted a pair of cut-off jean shorts from the closet chair and put them on. “These feel a lot more snug than I thought they would…” I thought to myself. Next I grabbed a white bra and put it on, “well that was easier than usual…” I commented to myself. “Hmmmm, this fitted floral tank top looks like it will go well with these jean shorts.” And for the final touch, I saw a pair of brown leather thong sandals that had a buckled leather strap that fit around the heel, “Perfect, this will definitely complete the outfit.”
I turned around to face the full length closet mirror and my eyes got wide at what I saw. I saw Sasha staring back at me, “I’m really an 18 year old girl right now…” I thought to myself. “Focus Frank!” I said snapping myself out of those wandering thoughts. My eyes were immediately drawn to my crotch.
“Wow, these barely cover anything…” I put my weight on my left leg and lifted my right knee by raising my heel so that only the toes were touching the ground to spread my thighs so I could get a better look. “Wow, the crotch area of these jean shorts are cut so short you can even sort of see the edge of the white fabric of the thong.” The jean material was pressed snugly and firmly against my groin, almost like spandex. “Not much was left to the imagination in terms of what the shape of my body was like down there” I thought. I twirled around so I could see my ass in the mirror, the shorts barely covered the bottom of my cheeks.
“Jeez Sasha, do your parents know you own clothing like this?” I asked out loud. I giggled at the site of seeing Sasha in the mirror ask herself that question.
“Perfect. This will definitely make a statement.” I said confidently with a smug smirk on my face.
I peered out of my closet and looked at the clock, it was already 1:20 PM. “No way! Did I really take that long of a shower?” I said in disbelief. The realization of how long I was in the shower caused a rush of details to flood my brain. The sensations of how the warm water felt cascading down my skin after that embarrassingly hot session of sex replayed in my head. I could feel the same warm throbbing sensation in my pussy start again, just like it did from the heat of the water soothing my groin from the pounding Tim’s dick gave me. Suddenly, I felt my nipples perk up and press into the soft foam of the bra I was wearing, I stuck my hand between the jean shorts and my underwear to feel my pussy. It was burning up and a damp spot was already forming on my thong.
“I don’t have time for this…” I removed my hand and went downstairs. I grabbed my phone, wallet, keys, and sunglasses and went to reach for the door only to realize my hands were full. I looked down at my shorts and quickly concluded that there was no way my things were going to fit in these pockets… I went back upstairs and put most of my stuff in one of Sasha’s small purses, “So this is why they always have a purse…” I thought to myself.
I sat down in the car and gave the keys a turn.
Tck Tck Tck Tck Tck
“Come on… really?” I turned the engine over again…
Tck Tck Tck Tck Tck
“Sounds like the starter... “ I grumbled. I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was 1:35 PM.
“I still have time to walk. That might be nice to organize my thoughts anyways…” I locked the car and started walking. Luckily the cafe wasn’t far, it was along the same route Mark and I used to walk along to get to the ferris wheel whenever he was having a rough time.
(To be continued…)
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