“Just water’d be great” he answered. As she walked away he noticed she was wearing a powder blue pleated skirt which reached almost to her knees, and white sleeveless collared top. “Hey you look fancy today!”
As he sat down, she turned and handed him a bottle of water. “Yeah, I thought you’d say something, but I like to dress up sometimes!” she said smiling “It’s my birthday and my mom took my out for brunch.” She sat down across from Jake. “Look what she gave me.” She pointed to the tight necklace she was wearing, a thin silver chain with a teardrop shaped pendant hanging down from the center.”
“Nice!” he replied cheerfully. “And happy birthday! The big eighteen, right? Having a party?”
“Nah, I don’t really like all that attention” she said, getting a bit quieter. “It’s really not a big deal.”
About a half hour later Jake got up to use the restroom and was walking back into the kitchen when the phone rang. The next few seconds seem to happen in slow motion.
Jake walked into the kitchen towards the table at the back of the room and saw Becky sitting facing him as he approached with a spiral notebook on her lap and a book bag on the floor. It looked as if her chair was now turned away from the table as she retrieved the book.
As he took a step into the room he looked at her bare legs and was thinking how cute she looked with them pressed together and her legs crossed at the ankles. It stuck him as odd that as “dressed up” as she said she was, she was still wearing white sneakers with pink socks bunched up at her ankles.
Just as he was glancing up from her feet to the notebook, held modestly in her lap, the phone on the wall behind Becky rang. She twisted her body slightly to the right and with her right hand she reached up and behind to pick up the phone. At the same time with her left hand she lifted the notebook from her lap to the table.
The end spiral must have been sticking out because as she lifted the notebook, the bottom of her skirt was pulled up about a foot before releasing and softly falling back into place. Jake stopped in his tracks.
At the height of the skirt’s movement, with his eyes already on Becky’s lap, Jake was looking all the way up her skirt and had a clear view of the small triangle of her white and blue striped panties. It was only a fraction of a second, but just that one look changed something in him he could not explain.
“Oh, hi mom. . .” He heard her say as she turned back to him smiling, having no idea of her skirt’s behavior. She listened and gave a quizzical look to Jake and he realized he was still standing in the middle of the room. He quickly sat down across from her and she shifted her chair back under the table.
“Yup, it’s right here, Mom . . .yes, I see it right there on the counter!”
As he looked across the table at Becky he started to stare. He always thought she was cute, but he never realized just how attractive she was. She had large brown eyes and such a cute little nose. And even with her hair back in a pony tail, she no longer looked like a young girl. He looked at her slim neck, following the pendant down her bare upper chest to her modestly covered breasts under the fabric of the white, sleeveless, collared button down shirt. Saw how the seams of her top ran over her breasts and found himself looking for a hint of her nipples visible through her top. And although the blouse was buttoned high enough to hide any hint of cleavage, he found himself mesmerized by the quarter inch of her bra strap he saw on her shoulder.