An Ass To Remember

The following is a short true story about my cousin.



My cousin Karoline has always been really cool with me; both of us are single child’s. We have spent much of our lives together and we know each other very well. We are so close in fact that I will tease her and insult her and she won’t even get mad. If she’s being annoying; like getting in front of my face and not letting me do whatever I’m doing I will tell her to “Fuck off” but she will often pay no heed and just keep on annoying me. If she’s acting dumb I will tell her “You’re stupid” and insults of that sort but she never gets mad, we both very well we are just messing around with each other. The insults go back and forth and though she will call me names, tease me and such she never uses bad words.

We are like brothers.

This day had come over to my house to spend the night after my parents had planned to go skiing to the mountains early next morning. The trip up there was to be my parent’s 16th birthday present to her; which happened to be on next Sunday but my parents wanted to celebrate it a week ahead on Saturday. She was older than me by 7 months so at the time of this story we were both 15.

It wasn’t the first time she spent the night at my house, my house was her second home, even the guest room was nicknamed “Karoline’s room” by my parents after so many nights she spend in my house.

It was around 9:30pm and we were in the basement watching Team America; one of my favorite movies. She liked it as well but not nearly as much as I did. I knew I had to get ready to go to sleep but I wasn’t going to bed without watching the movie, so after 10 minutes or so after the movie had started there was a commercial break so I went into my room to look for my pajamas but I had a hard time finding them, finally when I found them I heard the movie was back on again so I went out to the living room with my PJ’s in had. I started watching and without taking my eyes off the TV I took off my pants and I was wearing just boxers in front of my cousin.

“Eww… put those back on.” She teased and I looked at her and she was looking at my legs. I paid little attention to her comment and told her to shut up that this was my house anyways and I could walk around like that if I wanted to.

I kept watching the movie and put my PJ’s on not caring a bit. I really didn’t mind wearing just boxers in front of her; heck I really don’t mind wearing boxers in front of anyone, it’s just like wearing shorts so I really don’t mind.

But now this is where things get interesting:

From the corner of my eye that Karoline had stood up and I noticed how she put her hands on the button of her jeans and started taking them off.