Kelly’s dirty panties

My name is Kelly and im a 17 year old girl who still attends high school. I have always been an above average student, doing enough studying and not in with the most popular crowd. I am an only child and live with my parents and spend most of my free time either going to athletics, studying or seeing my friends. I am 5”3, size 8 slim toned runners build with blonde hair and a 32b chest.

Day 1 – monday
My parents have spent the last few months planning to get our kitchen done up and I knew the work was supposed to be getting started today. As I arrived home from another boring day at school I heard the loud clatter of builders knocking out our kitchen units and just generally being loud and messy so I decided to go straight to my bedroom and get my homework done for tomorrow. Every now and then I heard one of the builders coming up the stairs to use the bathroom which was really off putting when I was trying to concentrate so I eventually just gave up on the homework and decided to head downstairs to see what food we had just as my mum and dad simultaneously arrived home.
After the usual “hello, how was your day?” chat the three of us wondered into the kitchen to see what had been done. There were 3 builders, piles of old kitchen and a fridge, cooker and washing machine in the middle of the room. My parents went to ask one of the builders how things were going and how long they think things should take as they were knocking down a patrician wall and putting a new one in but in a slightly different place. I went straight for the fridge to see what was for dinner or what I could snack on.
I was still in my school uniform which consisted of a white blouse, school tie, short black skirt and black tights. I wasn’t really paying attention to the conversation the others were having but while looking in the fridge I thought I could feel a pair of eyes burning into the back of me. Without trying to draw any more attention I adjusted my skirt ensuring it was down and I wasn’t exposing myself. After getting some cherry tomatoes to keep myself going until dinner I turned around to chat to my parents but it was around 5pm so the builders were finishing for the day and they were tidying their things and my parents were saying they will see them tomorrow. During the goodbyes I kept glancing at the builder who I thought was checking me out to see if he was still looking but I didn’t catch him once. He looked around mid 40s and wasn’t exactly attractive so I thought I had made a mistake and just forgot about it.

Day 2 – tuesday
The banging started before I was even out the door for school, I hoped it wouldn’t take them much longer. After school that day I had athletics training so would be home after 5pm. On arriving home I saw my parent’s cars along with the builders vans and was surprised as I thought they would be finished by now. I was tired, sweaty and wearing lycra cycling shorts and a t-shirt from the track and couldn’t be bothered having to keep out peoples way. I never really care about how I look when im training as most people are there for the same purpose and just focus on running. As I was entering the house the builders were just saying goodbye and packing to leave for the day. This time the same guy was definitely checking me out, he practically followed me up the stairs with his gaze and I could feel his eyes on my bum as I climbed the stairs. I heard the door shut and the builders leave.