1. Bedding the Babysitter Ch 03


    Date: 8/30/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    instructed by Mistress Karen, I also wore heels. The only pair I owned were a lame pair with a tiny one inch heel. I was waiting by the door and as soon as Karen pulled up I rushed out of the house, before Mom could see today’s outfit. The look on Karen’s face was indescribable as she saw the red stockings. She said flattering me, “Wow that is fucking hot. I have got to get some of those.” Her hand moved to my leg to touch the silk fabric. “Thanks,” I responded, very happy to please her, “I thought you would like them.” “Your shoes, on the other hand,” she said with disapproval, “Have got to go.” “It is all I have,” I said with a sigh. “What size are you?” Karen asked, “A six?” “Yes,” I said back. “We have the same size,” she said, as she started driving and did a u-turn. “We are going back to my place.” She started driving and asked how the poem went. I read it to her and she gasped as it got dirtier as I read it. “Wow,” she said amazed, “That is hot. You really are turning into a sex machine, aren’t you?” I shrugged and said, “It seems so.” We arrived at Karen’s mansion, I assumed she was rich and now that assumption became a fact. She said, “Wait here,” and went inside. She came out a couple of minutes later with a pair of three inch pumps. She handed them to me and said, “Put these on.” I took them and put them on as Karen drove us to school. As I got out of the car I realized I had never had three inch heels on before. I almost stumbled twice early, but then got the ...
    hang of it. As we entered the school I got even more looks than yesterday. The red stockings I wore stood out so much that everyone who saw them seemed to do a double take. When we arrived at Karen’s locker Sabrina shook her head in disgust and said, “Jenny, could you look like a bigger slut?” Karen quickly defended me when she said, “Tomorrow we will all be wearing red stockings, it is a brilliant idea. Secondly, calling Jenny a slut is a bit ironic, don’t you think?” Karen glared at Sabrina, who was seething, but said nothing in response to being called a slut by the head cheerleader. Ashley came up behind me and said, “Wow, Jenny, red stockings are a great idea. Why didn’t any of us think about this?” I turned around and said, “Thanks. It was just a spur of the moment thing. I had a pair and thought, what the heck.” “Well good call,” Ashley said as the bell rang. The rest of the morning went by as a blur. A quiz in History, a lot of strange looks, a few boys drooling; a couple of girls even seemed to be giving me special attention. While yesterday I was conflicted by this new popularity, it was now becoming addictive. I was beginning to like the looks, even though I knew they really were nothing about the real me. Sally and Eleanor were even more baffled by my appearance today; based on the expressions on their faces. They did not know how to react to my new look. I met Karen at her locker to head into Miss Morgan’s Advanced English class. As we walked to class, Karen ...
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