...got hard every time he heard, saw, even thought of his hot young cousin Gwen.
Speak of the devil.
â€śBen, youâ€™ve been in there long enough. I need to take a shower!â€ť
Ben quickly zipped his pants and hoped his erection didnâ€™t show as he
washed his hands and opened the door.
Gwen stood there, her arms folded crossly against her developed chest.
â€śTook you long enough,â€ť she muttered before walking in.
Ben, knowing that his granddad Max had gone to a meeting that night, wouldnâ€™t be back until the next day, watched as she walked in. He waited until the shower had started, and slid the door open for a peak.
â€śBen, I KNOW YOU TOOK THEM!â€ť Gwen shrieked from the bathroom.
Ben, munching on something he had snatched, called back. â€śTook what?â€ť
â€śMY CLOTHES AND TOWEL!!!â€ť
Ben smirked. â€śMayyybeeeâ€¦ Why donâ€™t you come out and look?â€ť
Gwen peeked her head around the door. â€śPlease, give them back!â€ť
Ben twirled her panties on one finger. â€śCome get them.â€ť
Gwen flushed red as her hair. â€śBen!â€ť
â€śGrandpaâ€™s not here. And I want a look.â€ť
â€śPromise me something?â€ť Gwen slid further out, revealing some tempting cleavage.
â€śSuuure, if you come ...