Fun While Grandpa's Gone.

2. Fun While Grandpa’s Gone, Overnight

Disclaimer: I do not own any product of Ben 10 nor am I attempting to make any money from this story. They have been ‘borrowed’ for my own and my reader’s enjoyment.

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Gwen opened one eye to watch the door of the Rust Bucket RV try to silently close. She slipped out from her bed covers and padded up front in time to see Grandpa Max climb into a purple hovercraft that seemed familiar. There was a woman driver who seemed to have that same purple aura as Gwen’s magic. As if she were made of magic, turning away to the dashboard was a yellow ‘STICKIT LABLE’: Gone to see an old friend and see about picking up some plumber parts, see you sometime tomorrow. Gwen shrugged and made herself some breakfast. After breakfast, Gwen pushed the security button and it automatically locked all the doors. The metal shutter rolled down over the windows although the air–conditioning was on a different circuit was left on.

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Gwen padded back to the bathroom, pulling the pajama top over her head, her dufous cousin was still sound asleep, with smirk Gwen hooked a thumb on each side of her pajama bottoms and panties and pulled them off. She stood there a moment and Ben slept on like a log Gwen was red faced, she had brazenly stood there in her naked glory and he had the NERVE to ignore her.

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Gwen looked at herself in the full-length mirror, she knew that her breasts were just developing but from her own and yesterday’s experience she knew that her nipples were sensitive. Just between the front of her legs was a small patch of strawberry fuzz.

Gwen was ready to go back to bed but with a mischievous grin she climbed up to Ben’s upper bunk. Then she crawled under the covers next to Ben.

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‘Let’s see how long it’ll take to wake him up.’ The nude cousin thought. As she slowly unbuttoned his pajama top and started sucking on his nipples. Ben responded by rolling over from his side to his back, making it much easier for Gwen to pull Ben’s pajama’s and boxers off as he rolled over. Gwen lay down next to her lover/cousin, with one hand slowly stroking the object of her desire as she grew wetter, Gwen leaned over and kissed Ben softly several times before he started to stir.

Ben suddenly jackknifed, banging, foreheads together violently.

Ben glanced at his naked cousin and all he could think about was his pounding headache, “What’d you do that for, I had a nice dream of winning the Super Sumo Grand Championship.

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“Well Ben Tennyson have nice dreams, BY YOURSELF! An angry and frustrated Gwen spent the next day and a half trying figure if Ben was The ONE when he didn’t seem to care.