1. The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 1: The New Arrangement


    Date: 1/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Author: dave_tkd, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    her to spend the night with me? It somehow felt wrong. “Um…” I clambered for the right words. “Kate won’t be home tonight. “Oh. That’s too bad.” “Yeah, thing is…. Kate doesn’t want Amy out in this weather and thought it might be better if you stayed the night… um…” “Sure!” She stared, quizzically, at my nervousness. “What? I mean… great. That settles it. You can help yourself to anything you need from Kate’s stuff” That was easier than expected. Perhaps the stigma was all in my head, for she didn’t seem the slightest bit uncomfortable by the suggestion. I closed down the laptop for the weekend and by the time I’d finished making up the guest bed Jenna yelled upstairs, announcing that dinner was on the table. I followed the warm smell of potatoes and gravy to the kitchen where Jenna was already trying to spoon food into Amy’s mouth. “Here, let me.” I offered, sitting next to Amy and taking the spoon. As Jenna stood up and walked toward the counter, where the dinner plates rested I couldn’t help but peek at her newly disclosed form. She slid a dinner plate in front of me and took a seat directly across the table. It seemed strange to me that I had never really noticed this girl for the eye-catching creature she was. I used to find it silly, in the old Batman shows, when the Riddler fooled the Caped Crusader with one of his ridiculous disguises – which was usually just a different coloured eye mask. Yet, right now, I felt just as stupid as Adam West must have done, as she had ...
    the most alluring green eyes that seemed to shimmer and coax your stare deeper into her twinkling gaze. The colour accentuated by a slight smattering of tiny, dark freckles that reflected her perky youthfulness. I caught another whiff of her bubble-gum scented perfume as she passed the Gravy Boat over, and another peek of the gentle gulley between those ample young breasts. “I hope dinner’s ok, I Just grabbed a bunch of leftovers that were in the fridge.” She said, beginning to tuck into her own meal. “It’s lovely, thanks Jenna.” I complimented. She smiled in response, looking a little relieved, and her soft, dimpled cheeks flushing a similar shade to her hair. “I see the snows finally stopped.” It was small talk, I know, but truth was we were almost like passing ships, working in different corners of the house. The most time we spent together was the few minutes when she was arriving or leaving, and besides Amy I didn’t think we really had much in common. What sort things did you talk to a teenage girl about? “So, um. How’s school going? You’ll be sitting your Higher exams right?” “I’m Home-schooled Mr Price, but yeah. “ “Oh, I’m sorry” “No, it’s Ok,” she laughed, warmly. “It’s not the big monster you here about on the news. It has its good points, and I suppose its bad points too.” “Like what?” I asked She spent a few seconds thinking up her response. “I suppose it can swallow people up in ways that makes mainstream school seem tame. You have to understand a few things in ...
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