...his granddad’s RV. At ten years old, it was longer than most, and got hard every time he heard, saw, even thought of his hot young cousin Gwen.
Speak of the devil.
“Ben, you’ve been in there long enough. I need to take a shower!”
Ben quickly zipped his pants and hoped his erection didn’t show as he
washed his hands and opened the door.
Gwen stood there, her arms folded crossly against her developed chest.
“Took you long enough,” she muttered before walking in.
Ben, knowing that his granddad Max had gone to a meeting that night, wouldn’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.
“Ben, I KNOW YOU TOOK THEM!” Gwen shrieked from the bathroom.
Ben, munching on something he had snatched, called back. “Took what?”
“MY CLOTHES AND TOWEL!!!”
Ben smirked. “Mayyybeee… Why don’t you come out and look?”
Gwen peeked her head around the door. “Please, give them back!”
Ben twirled her panties on one finger. “Come get them.”
Gwen flushed red as her hair. “Ben!”
“Grandpa’s not here. And I want a look.”
“Promise me something?” Gwen slid further out, revealing some tempting cleavage.
“Suuure, if you come out.”