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 Discovering Melanie by Cave

   Discovering Melanie Ch.  2

   That evening during dinner Melanie was on pins and needles, fully
expecting to be chewed out for her behavior in the garden.  But as she
focused on the food in front of her, nothing about this afternoon was
coming up.  Dad talked about work, mom asked her about classes, nothing
special.

   The following days were much of the usual, sleep, eat, classes,
assignments.  No free time at the end of the day, but also no strange
questions from Josy or her parents.  Had Josy's dad kept it to himself?

   It was exactly a week later that she could get gome early again, and
lucky for her it was nice weather.  Only a few small clouds in the sky. 
She'd been getting more and more excited about the upcoming free time.
Though she'd been caught, it seemed like she got away with it, mostly
anyway.  She tried not to think about the fact that she had been seen by
her friend's dad.

   Despite the shame and embarrassment she had felt the previous week, she
knew she wanted to keep doing this.  Just need to be more careful. After
changing into a similar skirt and blouse as last week, she went downstairs
and looked out into the backyard.

   Noone there.

   After going outside, trying to stay quiet while moving towards the hedge
that bordered the gardens, she tried to peek through into the neighbour's
yard.  She couldn't see much, as it was a thick hedge. How can she be sure
noone's there?  She stood there a few moments, hearing nothing but the
birds and the soft wind rustling the leaves.  Then with trepidation she
went to her chair, carefully moving it to her chosen spot, so as to make as
little sounds as possible.

   Sitting down, she was more nervous than ever before.  She was shaking,
but also felt the all too familiar excitement bubbling up. She sat there
for a while, toying with the hem of her blouse.  It was still all buttoned
up.  Even if someone saw her now, she wouldn't have to be embarrassed about
the way she was dressed.

   The sun was nice, heating her up while the light breeze caressed her
legs.  In contrast, the heat was building up beneath her clothes and it
wasn't long before she started to feel sweat breaking out.  The breeze
would feel so wonderful on her skin, would help cool her down.

   Again looking around, she listened for any sound out of the ordinary. 
When she got home, she had checked the neighbour's driveway - the car was
gone.  There was no way Josy's dad was home this time, she reasoned.

   Slowly unbuttoning the blouse from the bottom up, she left only the
button between her breasts, leaving the blouse loose but mostly covering
her. After a moment, she started opening the blouse below and then above
the last remaining button.  It hung off her shoulders, her chest mostly
exposed.

   The heat was not as pressing now and it's still safe, more or less.
Nothing too private was showing, though it'd be an interesting sight for an
observer.

   She sat like that for a while, enjoying the combination of sun and
breeze on her nearly bare chest.  Her thoughts were on that last button, a
few times bringing up a hand to toy with it.

   She checked the time on her phone.  Mom would be home soon, she
realized.

   Carefully listening for any sounds from the neighbours yards, her mind
was on the previous week.  she wanted to adjust the skirt again, to have
that wonderful feeling of exposure to the elements.

   It'll be another week before she can do this again, if the weather even
holds.

   Knowing time was limited, she started rolling up the skirt.  One, two,
three times.  She couldn't stop herself as with a rush of excitement she
saw her lips and then her mound come into view and turned it over one more
time.

   She couldn't believe what she'd just done.  It had been purely on
impulse.

   The skirt was now barely more than a belt, sitting around her waist.  As
her heart raced at her taboo actions, she reflected on her current state.
Naked from the waist down, sitting out here completely exposed to any
possible watching eyes.

   Every second sitting like that was scary and exciting.

   Still alert to any sound, she knew she had to go back inside soon.  Her
right hand moved down and she traced her fingers along the underside of the
skirt from her waist towards the middle.  From there her thumb began the
journey south, light touches passing over bare skin, reminding her of how
much of her was exposed.

   The thoughts of being outside like this, coupled with the feeling of her
fingers now passing by her center and down the side over her lips had her
excitement skyrocketing as her abdominal muscles flexed and contracted.
Having reached her destination, three fingers took over for her thumb as
her middle finger briefly dipped into the slippery wetness.

   What must this look like, openly touching myself out here, Melanie
thought.

   She started slowly moving her hand back up, keeping contact. With ragged
breaths, flushed skin and her left hand firmly gripping the armrest, her
finger slipped over the hard button at the top of her slit.

   She was getting closer, a whimper escaping her lips, hand making small
involuntary movements, adding to the pleasure as she lay back in the chair.
As her thumb was starting another journey down, she heard a rustling on the
other side of the hedge.

   Panic!

   Not willing to wait around fixing her clothes, as in her mind she could
already see the neighbour looking out over the hedge, she grabbed her phone
and hurried towards the backdoor.

   Once inside, she turned around and briefly looked back outside. That
damn cat!  She saw the bushy tail disappear into the bushes.  It must have
made its way through the hedge.

   Frustrated, but also relieved she wasn't seen, she made her way to her
room.

   Letting herself fall back onto the bed, the immediate memories of what
she'd done filled her head.  The skirt, still barely more than a belt, had
left her completely exposed in her mad dash from the garden. The fear of
being seen, the rising arousal and the nearly naked run back inside... It
was a whirlwind of emotions raging through her.

   As she was calming down she had to ask herself, why did she escalate
like that?  Why couldn't she just enjoy a relaxing moment in the sun like a
normal person?

   It was then that her phone rang. Seeing that Josy was calling, Melanie
picked up.

   "Hello Josy"

   "Hey Mel, can I come over?  I need to talk to you about something."

   Can she be any more vague?

   "I don't know, my parents are coming home soon and I need to do some
homework," she said.  What she really needed right now was some time to
reflect on her actions outside.

   "Please, Mel?  I need to talk to you, but not over the phone."

   What was so urgent, Melanie wondered.  Did something happen?

   "Oh, alright, but I don't have long."

   "Yay, I'll be right over."

   Melanie quickly changed back into the clothes she wore earlier and then
checking in the mirror to see if she was presentable, made her way
downstairs as Josy knocked on the door.

   "Hi Josy, what was it you wanted to talk about?"

   "So...yeah...I'll just lay it out... I just saw you running through your
garden.  Want to tell me what that was about?" Josy asked, ending with a
giggle.

   The end of the world.