Just then the doorbell rang, I opened it to find my daughter’s best friend standing there in the pouring rain. “Come in!” I said, and held the door for her. Before stepping in, she turned and waved, and I saw a car pull out of the driveway. It was the girl’s mother, she waved at us and drove off.
I noticed the girl, Jen, had a backpack with her.
“Hi Jen!”
“Hi Mr. Vianzon” she said. I always liked Jen, she was a very polite and friendly girl… and super cute.
“Where’s Kaitlyn?” she asked.
“Katy went to the church retreat with her Mom for the weekend, didn’t she tell you?”
“No… Uhm… well, maybe she mentioned it but I didn’t see her at school the past couple of days. Earlier in the week she asked me to sleep over…..”
“Tonight? Well… you must have misunderstood” I said.
Jen looked uncomfortable. “Oh,” she said, “My mom is already gone and she won’t be home ’til late tonight. She has a date.”
These were the days before cell phones, so there was nothing we could do. “Well, come in and dry off. You can put on some of Katy’s clothes and I’ll put yours in the dryer.”
“Oh, I have clothes in my backpack, Thanks, Mr. Vianzon”, she said, and threw a wet hug around me.
“You’re welcome, Jen… and please call me Jeff”
“Uhm.. well… OK… J-Jeff!” she said awkwardly and ran down the hall towards Kaitlyn’s room.
I thought about Jen, she had been friends with Katy for many years. I had watched her grow up, and I had taken particular notice of her last summer when she came here to swim. She had been developing a very hot little body, her yellow bikini was a knockout against her gorgeous morena skin and hair. I really had a thing for her, any guy would! She was simply beautiful, especially with her budding sexuality.
I recalled playing with her in the pool, picking her up and throwing her in the water. I remembered how good she felt in my hands and how nice she smelled. Please understand, I played with ALL the kids in the water, girls and boys… so it wasn’t suspicious when I played with Jen. But how I loved it! Especially lifting her petite body with my hands on her waist, or just watching her lay beside the pool with her firm breasts and pussy mound jutting up inside her tiny bikini. Sometimes I had to hide my boner, or swim to the other side of the pool until it went down.
“Here I am, Mr. Jeff!” she said and handed me her wet clothes in a ball.
“It’s just Jeff, Jen… you don’t need to say Mister. But thanks for being so respectful and polite”.
She blushed and went into the family room. I went to the laundry room to throw her clothes in the dryer. Hmmm… skinny jeans, a cute tee, bra (34B, I checked)… and panties. I wasn’t expecting her underwear! Mmmm, I love panties. They were black boyshorts with lace on the legs and band and a little bow in the center… so cute! I glanced at the door to make sure there wasn’t a witness… and I sniffed them. OMG… so lovely! There was a wet spot in the center padded section and I tapped my finger into it. Her fragrance was perfect! I felt my dick stir. Then I came to my senses, and feeling like a pervert, I slammed the dryer door, started it, and joined Jen in the family room. She was sitting cross-legged on the middle of the sofa wearing blue short-shorts and a white camisole top that she probably intended for sleepwear. Her nipples were gloriously poking out at me. I pretended not to notice and sat across from her in my favorite chair. I faked reading the paper, but was mostly peeping over or around it at Jen, who was watching tv.
I kept getting accidental glimpses of her pink and yellow panties under the short-shorts. At least I thoughtthey were accidental… at first. It just seemed to be happening a little too often. “That sexy little whore….” I thought, and smiled. I remembered how she had “accidentally” brushed my cock a couple of times in the pool last summer, twice with her hands and once with her cute round bubble-butt. I gave her the benefit of the doubt at the time, that it really was accidental. I felt my cock stir again.
“Jen, have you eaten? I was just starting dinner”
“I only had a small snack after school, Mist… uh, Jeff“.
“Well, I’ll throw something in the oven for us then”. I went into the kitchen (with a clear view of the family room), and stole glimpses of Jen on the sofa as I found some frozen meals my wife left for me. I put two of them in the oven and meanwhile, I swear I saw Jen rub her pussy over her shorts a couple of times. She was stretched out on the sofa now, wiggling around every few minutes. I enjoyed her little titties flopping around, repositioning themselves as she moved.
It was completely dark and pouring outside as we enjoyed the simple meal at the kitchen table. Occasionally it would thunder hard, and each time Jen jumped in her chair. “I hate storms” she said, “they scare me”.
After dinner, we settled down to watch a movie, a horror flick. Still sitting opposite each other, I noticed Jen seemed more frightened than she should be at her age. Maybe it was the storm getting to her, or a combination of the storm and the movie. So I made some popcorn, and then sat beside her so we could enjoy it together. It was cozy and intoxicating sitting this close to her for so long. I was getting occasional glimpses down her top, and every now and then she put her hand on my leg during a scary part of the movie. She smelled fantastic, so fresh and feminine!
Before the movie was over, the damn power went out. I lit a candle and we waited about 10 minutes for the lights and tv to come back on. Finally, realizing it was out for the duration, I suggested we just go on to bed. Jen said goodnight, kissed my cheek, and went into Katy’s room. I went to the master suite, dropped my pants and laid down. I was still all hot and bothered by Jen and the “panty and nipple show” I had been getting. I still wondered if she was doing it on purpose.
The wind, rain, thunder and lightning was intense now. Despite that, I was finally drifiting off to sleep when I heard her voice.
“Jeff? May I sleep with you? I’m scared!” The lightning flashed and I saw her standing by the bed. She looked so cute and hot, now wearing just the panties and cami.
“Jen, Honey…. I don’t think that would be appropriate,” I said, even as my brain screamed YES!
“But, I’m REALLY scared! I won’t tell anyone… Promise!
“Umm… OK then…” I pulled back the covers and she climbed in.
“Thanks Jeff! You’re so sweet” she said and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek again. I felt her shivering, poor thing! I guess she really was scared! I moved as far from her as I could and turned my back to her, even though I wanted exactly the opposite. I wanted to hold her, comfort her, kiss her…. feel her hot little body…… Damn, now I had a hard on. This was going to be a long and painful night.
I must have moved in my sleep, because I woke up an hour or so later and I was facing her. She was facing away from me, but curled up with her butt touching my dick. I could feel the micrfiber of her panty against my skin. For a minute, I thought she was my wife, and I instinct…