This was their way in their house so I tried to go with it. Except, I wasn’t family. Maybe they could overlook each other’s nudity because, they were all related. I wasn’t related though. And this made it…interesting for me at times. Many times, I had walked past Mary’s room as she got ready for bed or changed her clothes, door open, in her bra and panties. How could I not stare? Other times, I’d be studying at night and Mary’d come in, dressed in a vaguely appropriate but still too sheer nighty which allowed her breasts to shift freely beneath the material. “I’m going to bed but I made you a coffee, dear, since you’ll be up late.” She’d say sweetly and sincerely. I’d follow her ass cheeks out my door and then quickly tiptoe to the door to watch her firm ass-cheeks jiggle slightly as she escaped down the hall.
One time, when I was going to my room with Jane, we ran into her mother leaving the shower. She had a towel wrapped around her waist. The medium-sized towel left the round, full tops of her tits uncovered -almost showing nipples. I noticed as she walked past us to her room, the bottoms of her ass cheeks were visible. I pretended it was nothing because, for Jane, who hadn’t notice me turning my head to stare at that ass, it certainly wasn’t anything. But later, when Jane gave me a hand job, I was imagining Mary and her sweet tits and ass.
During my last semester of my senior year, I had been living with Jane and her family for over a year. One morning, I had no morning class and was showering after working out. I thought the house was empty with everyone at school and Mary running errands. As I lathered up my body and started running my hand up my floppy cock, I heard the door open.
Mary came in and started grabbing the laundry. I was surprised and stood there holding my soapy dong in both hands.
“Hey there, Chris. Doin a bit of laundry. I’ll be out of your hair in just a sec.” And she picked up my clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket. Mary looked up, bringing her gaze quickly up from my underwear on the floor to my face. I think she meant to look me in the eyes as she picked up the clothes. Instead, her gaze reached my eyes quickly from the floor as intended, and then, involuntarily slammed back to my crotch. To an outside observer, the double take would’ve surely been comical. I looked at Mary as she stared at my crotch. Her mouth formed an “O” and her eyebrows shot up. She looked up to my face. I smiled uncomfortably. I think it was the first time she had seen me nude.
After an awkward moment, she giggled and said, “Wow.” And her gaze slowly moved from my cock to my face to my chest and to my cock again, where it lingered. “I knew you were in great shape, honey, but wow! Jane is right. You are hot.” She distinctly pronounced the word slowly so the “T” made it sound like “hot-tih”.
My uncomfortable smile stayed fixed. I felt my soapy cock begin to harden between my hands. Seconds were ticking by.
“Oh my,” She said seductively, “… young men and nature…” she said as my cock started lengthening in front of her.