Over the next few days Sarah thought about what had happened. Seeing a boy jerk off had been great but the thrill she had received from "displaying" for Dave intrigued her. She had already formed a masturbation fantasy where boys were watching her. It was just a fantasy though as she would never do something like that.

Sarah had just arrived home from school. Meg would be coming over in a while. Sarah walked into her room pushing the door shut. She turned and noticed it had closed but not all the way. It was still about six inches open. She was going to shut it all the way so she could change but then hesitated. Deep within her was still the excitement of being seen naked. She wasn't about to walk around the house nude though. That would be too obvious. This situation might be perfect. Dave was home. He had just gone into the bathroom and would soon be coming out. If he glanced down the hall, he would be able to see into her room. Sarah smiled to herself. It would look like she hadn't noticed her door.

She quickly pulled her top off. Normally she would leave her bra on but today was different. She reached behind her back and unhooked the garment, letting it slide down her arms. Her heart was pounding as she heard the bathroom door open. She intentionally didn't turn around. Her back was to the door. She didn't want Dave to know she knew she was being watched, if in fact he was even watching. She listened carefully for the sound of his door opening but heard nothing.

Her knees were shaking as she reached for the snap of her pants. One tug and it popped open. Slowly she lowered the zipper. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the pants. They crumpled at her ankles. Her pussy tingled with the thought of Dave watching her undress. For a moment she just stood there. In her mind was a raging battle. Part of her was trying to "protect" her modesty but the thrill of being "seen" proved too strong. She stepped out of the pants. Her hands went to her waist.

She could hear her heart beating. This was like something she just had to do. One push and the panties were at her knees. Slowly she stepped out of them. She was now completely naked. It was almost like she could feel the heat of Dave's staring eyes on her bare skin. She backed up a step and then bent down to pick up her clothes, being careful not to bend her knees. She wanted him to get a good view of her. Again she stood, her clothes clutched in her arms. Now what?

She threw the clothes on her bed. Slowly she turned toward her dresser. She knew Dave would now be able to see her budding breasts; if he was still there. Had he not been watching, her hand would have been on her now wet pussy. She pulled a clean pair of panties from her drawer and then closed it. She wished she had a thong to put on but unfortunately she didn't. Instead she had picked out a bikini pair that should have long ago been thrown away. They were worn and actually were too small for her now. It was the skimpiest ones she had though and that was what she was after right now.

She could have put the panties on as she stood there but getting dressed was the furthest thing from her mind right now. She lowered her head and looked at the floor as she turned to face the door. If Dave was watching, he now would see all she had. Slowly she stepped into the panties. As she slowly began to pull them up her legs, she realized her show would soon be over. Her panties were at mid thigh. What she needed was a finale of sorts. An idea came to her.

Sarah stood back up, keeping her eyes focused on the floor in front of her and her panties still at her thighs. She opened her legs wide enough to stop her panties from falling but not enough so that it would be too obvious. She glanced down at her bare pussy as though she were examining it. She wasn't really looking for anything but she knew, if he was watching, Dave would be focusing all his attention to that spot. Sarah's heart was pounding. For the first time, she wasn't "exchanging" a view of her body so she could see another. This wasn't fantasy either. The excitement of the situation was almost overwhelming.

Her "modesty" had been pushed to the back of her mind. Without really thinking, her hand went between her legs. She knew she was excited but didn't realize just how wet she was until her hand slid across her pussy lips. Slowly, almost reluctantly, she pulled her hand from between her legs. She was aroused enough to masturbate but not ready to go that far. Even though she had already done it in front of him, her courage failed her. Before she had done it so she could watch him. This time everything she was doing was for her.

Sarah pulled the panties up. She was now partially covered. She knew she couldn't stay nude forever but she still wanted the thrill of being exposed. Her palms went to her waist band and she pushed down, rolling the panties as she did. She continued to roll until the panties reached the point where if she didn't stop, the panties would slip over the roundness of her ass. They were, however, low enough so that if she still had pussy hair, it would have been poking up above the panties and her ass crack was well exposed.

She still didn't know if Dave was watching or not. There were no sounds save the pounding of her heart which she thought anyone around could probably hear. She had to know if her "show" had been in vain and there was only one way to find out. Sarah looked up. Sure enough Dave was there but his expression quickly changed to shear panic.

"I'm sorry!" he blurted. "I didn't mean to! Honest! Don't tell... please don't tell on me! I'm sorry!" Dave begged.

Sarah folded her arms across her chest covering her breasts. It wasn't out of modesty as much as she was trying to cover her plan to strip for him. "It's OK! Don't worry... I won't say anything," she answered. Although she was pretending to cover up, Sarah was thrilled by the fact Dave had actually watched her. She was glad she had rolled her panties.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to watch!" Dave continued.

"I told you, it's OK," she interrupted. He didn't realize it but she actually wanted to thank him! "I won't say anything. Really..."

"You sure?" Dave questioned.

"Yeah," Sarah answered. "Now get lost and let me get dressed," she smiled as she walked up to the door and pushed it shut. As she did, she let her arms drop once again exposing her chest to him. She just couldn't help letting him look one last time.

Once the door was closed, Sarah ran to her bed. Getting dressed wasn't the important thing right now. There was a fire burning within her. She jumped up onto her bed, sprawled out on her back, and stuffed a hand into her panties. She'd finish dressing in a minute...

"Meg's here," Sarah heard Dave holler.

She had "finished with business" but was still only in her panties. She jumped up from her bed and grabbed her bra. "I'm up here. Come on up," she yelled out to Meg as she frantically dressed.

"Hi!" Meg said as she walked into the room. "I like your style," she commented.

"Huh?" Sarah questioned.

"The way you have your underwear rolled. Sexy..." Meg giggled, mocking her friend.

Sarah knew Meg was just teasing her but it still irritated her a little. "Well, I like them low! If you weren't such a prude, you'd wear yours the same way," Sarah retaliated.

"Yeah? I'm the prude? Check this out!" Meg bragged as she turned and pulled her shorts down in the back.

"You gotta thong!" Sarah exclaimed. "How'd you talk your mother into letting you get it?"

"I didn't. I bought it myself," Meg replied.

"Really? I wish I had the money. I'd do the same thing," Sarah moaned.

"Get a job then," suggested Meg.

"Yeah, sure! ...and who's going to hire a 13 year old! I'm too young to get a job. You gotta be at least 14," Sarah countered.

"Some people pay big bucks for young girls. I read about one who was making a lot of money on the internet," Meg explained. "She had a website and charged people to see pictures of her."

"I could never go on the internet! I'd be killed if anyone found out," Sarah blurted. "Would you ever do that?"

"No, but I'm not the one who needs money. I bet Dave has a few friends who would pay to see you. Maybe you could do a little show for a few of them," grinned Meg.

"I couldn't do that!" Sarah answered.

"You were the one who suggested getting naked with Dave. You've already let him see you. So what if a few others do. You did it for nothing for Dave. If you got 5 of his friends to pay $10 each to see you, you'd have $50 and that would buy lots of thongs!" Meg smirked.

"Would you do it too?" asked Sarah.

"Sure!" Meg answered, but not truthfully. "It's no big deal. If I do it with you, I want half the money, OK?"

Sarah thought for a moment. At first she thought Meg was just teasing again but she did say she would do it too. She also said she wanted half the money though. "If you didn't have to do anything, would you just come with me and let me have all the money?" Sarah asked.

Meg was surprised at Sarah's question. She had just been teasing her but Sarah seemed serious. "Yeah, I guess so... Why not?"

As the reality of the idea took shape, the two began to discuss how they would execute the plan. Meg's father had built a playhouse in the back yard which was a considerable distance from the house. Although it wasn't too big, they decided it would be perfect. Only one boy would be let in at a time and he would be only allowed 5 minutes to look. Sarah would be in the playhouse and Meg said she would collect the money from the boys. They talked more and both thought it might be safer to have Dave collect the money instead. It would be from his friends and the girls thought his friends wouldn't cheat him.

It was time for Meg to leave. Sarah said she would talk to Dave about their plan. As Meg walked out the door, Sarah was deep in thought. What was she going to say to Dave?