A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Week3/Matchmaker
After becoming a home nudist, Sally's threadbare state appeared to bother her parents enough to make them a touch randier than normal. Her brother had also gotten out of sorts and was spending even more time in his bedroom than normal. Sally hadn't clued into any of that, but after eavesdropping on the noises and banter that came out of her parents' bedroom, and even after being punished for doing so, she was beyond intrigued.
Sally thought about what she'd heard constantly. And whenever she did she felt tingly. The poor girl sat dazed in class rubbing her thighs together rolling naughty words around in her head, then gently rolled her hips into the carpet when laying naked on her stomach in her living room, staring blankly at the TV and pushing her mound against the floor. She wanted to listen again, to find out more about what they were doing and why it made her feel this way. And as if being naked so often (now that she was a nudist) wasn't embarrassing enough, her body unintentionally doing all these weird things when she felt tingly only made her feel more embarrassed!
The real problem for Sally was that her parents didn't tend to go into the bedroom together until they were ready for bed, which was usually well after Sally was asleep. In her head that meant there was only one option; she'd have to encourage them to "do it" more often.
Sally spent lots of time trying to think up what would make her parent's more likely to get naughty. She struggled to come up with anything she was confident about, never having done such things herself, so she started small. One of her first attempts focused on being nice; Sally did laundry while her mom was out doing errands and told her dad that he could take credit for it. Daddy laughed, but he agreed. Although Mommy gushed with appreciation, and Ava and Ryan kissed for a while in the living room with Sally peeping around the corner, the only thing that came of it happened long after Sally had fallen asleep that night, exactly what she didn't want.
Eventually Sally thought of something she felt was more clever; she would leave love notes and pictures for the two of them around the house, pretending to be the other person. She snuck a folded paper with a heart inside onto Ava's desk in their bedroom. Then she snuck one into Ryan's underwear drawer. Then into Mommy's purse, then Daddy's shoes, every unexpected place she could think of. She spent whole afternoons drawing and writing with her best penmanship, trying to avoid detection. Sally thought that she was executing her plan perfectly and that they would eventually have to jump each other, until Mommy thanked her for all the notes that she was leaving them. She had no idea how they could have known it was her.
What Sally ultimately failed to realize with her schemes was that by trying to be sneaky she was also laying low. That meant what little "encouragement" that her own exposure had generated for her parents' love life was suddenly repressed, and that tiny spark fizzled slightly. Fortunately some of Sally's subsequent ideas were more bold and she got especially lucky one day before dinner.