Our nightly adventure led us back to my house, but the trip there was long. It was filled with a pleasurable breeze and a lot of rubbing against one another while the starry night sky shined above us. It was a perfect end to a frightening start, but it only got better when we returned to my house. The rules were clear for the rest of the night: there would be no more playing with one another since we still intended to make this night the first night we spent together in the same bed.
As we got closer to home, I led Simon around the side of it. For the first time, I was thankful it was a single-story structure, and the window to my room was just within reach from the ground if we stood in the flower bed. Another thing that I was thankful for was the fact that I had gotten into the habit of leaving the window partially open. It was an oddity for me to feel the way I did about breaking into my own house, with the retrospective thought that maybe I should start locking the window during the day. To say the least, it was relatively easy to break in, and we were in one of the sketchier neighbourhoods.
I tried not to overthink it as I attempted to slide in first. For a moment, I struggled to pull myself up while simultaneously putting on a bit of a show and flashing Simon his new favourite part of my body. I didn't mean to take as long as I did, but finally, my dress slid into the opening behind me. Looking around the room quickly to ensure the coast was clear, things seemed to still be silent, and we were home-free. My eyes locked on the closed door as I quietly rushed to lock it and returned to the window.
"It's all clear," I whispered to Simon.
In return, he gave me an acknowledging nod, then placed his hands on the window sill and lifted himself up. Some of the dust and dirt from the ledge rubbed off onto his white dress shirt. In the back of his mind, he knew it would be tough to explain to his parents in the morning, but that was a future Simon problem upon sliding in and getting back to his feet. Simon stood there momentarily and watched me from across the room as I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. I was lost at the sight of myself as I pulled out the little tiara bangle wrapped up in my hair. My face quickly became covered by the hair the tiara was holding back, and I whipped my head to the side to get all the strands to fall back into their usual spots.
Meanwhile, my hands tried to reach back and get a hold of the zipper, but it teased me by being slightly out of reach. Seeing me struggle, Simon appeared behind me in the mirror, and his hand replaced mine as he unzipped my dress. I glanced over my shoulder and smiled again, letting the dress drop off my body, down to my ankles, exposing the corset and my bare lower half. Simon continued to smile as he looked down and then back up again. I reached for a generic pair of boy-short underwear and slid them on, knowing Simon was watching everything in the reflection. Is this what it would be like to live with the love of my life? I wondered while adjusting the underwear around my hips. Then, I proceeded to unclasp the corset until the back sprung open.
Still keeping my eyes on the mirror, I watched as Simon's eyes lit up as I continued to tease him. Placing an arm across my breasts, I shimmied slightly, allowing the corset to fall to the ground so that it was on top of the dress. Immediately, I could see the disappointment in Simon's eyes as I turned around and covered myself up. It didn't seem to matter much as Simon started to blush, but this time, I knew I still had complete control while looking into his eyes with a devilish smirk.
"Aren't you going to strip down?" I asked.
"Oh, um, yeah, sorry. I got distracted." He whispered.
He wasn't there to be entertaining with his body like I had; there wasn't even any sort of tease. Instead, Simon's hands raced, fiddling with the buttons of his dress shirt until throwing it down to the ground. His hands then made their way to his belt and were starting to undo it when I voiced my sudden opinion.
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