The house was dead quiet at two in the morning. Mom and Dad had left for their weekend getaway right after dinner, kissing my forehead and reminding me to lock the doors and not burn the place down. They trusted me. Nineteen, home from college for the summer, old enough to be left alone. I had the whole place to myself for three full days and the itch between my legs that had been building since the moment their car pulled out of the driveway.
I waited until midnight to be sure they were really gone. Then I stripped down to nothing but a thin white tank top that barely covered my ass and climbed onto the huge sectional in the living room. The big flat-screen TV dominated the wall, sixty-five inches of perfect black glass. I connected my phone, opened the private browser tab I kept bookmar
