ThisIsWhoIAm
Planetoid
- Joined
- Nov 25, 2013
There was one thing that was certain in Rae’s life right now, she couldn’t stop blushing. Raelena Jordan was fifteen years old and currently seated in her boss’s house, next to his couch with only a pair of light hot pink panties. Her skirt which she had just removed from her young soft body was in her hands. He wasn’t home, in fact when this all began she looked at the time and knew Victor King wasn’t meant to be home for another hour or so. His son was already in bed and she had the baby monitor set up on the coffee table beside her.
Although it wasn’t part of the job description as his babysitter, Rae tended to do any dishes that needed doing and help with laundry. She had since she started babysitting for him two years ago not long after his wife left him with their little boy. Her parents trusted Victor, to the extent that there were times when he would contact her to say he was having a late night and she would tell them so they wouldn’t expect her home. Then again, her parents Amanda and Clayton Jordan had known Victor quite a while.
Rae however was a typical teen in many ways but in other ways she was much more innocent. She would never have denied that Vic was hot, any female with a pulse had to be able to see that. She often found herself worried that she might say the wrong thing and sometimes had to remind herself to breathe when he was around. Still, he was her boss and she respected him, trusted him and knew that nothing could possibly happen.
Four months ago, she started talking to Jason French, Jay was almost two years older than her, had dark, thick black hair and his eyes were a vibrant and expressive turquoise blue. He made her laugh and she didn’t feel pressured to be something she wasn’t or do things she might not want to do. Of course, tonight something was changing. For the last couple of months, Jay had been teasing her about not getting a glimpse of her skin beneath what she typically wore. In the last month she had begun to dress in more revealing clothes to see if he let up on that teasing but instead he kept talking about how horny he was.
Tonight was no different, she had been seated in a tight low cut v neck shirt that had hugged her firm C cup breasts and looked like her breasts could have come free any moment. Beneath had been a bra that matched her panties and she had been in skin tight jean skirt. A half an hour ago the conversation between her and Jay through their webcams and skype had changed. He’d teased again about her taking off her top but something in her finally gave in though she had blushed furiously.
Since then with his urging she had done a partial strip tease for him, ending in her panties as of five minutes ago when she had warned him, “Jay… I’m not kidding, you better not be recording this… oh my god. I can’t believe you convinced me to do this.”
“You look hot baby,” Jay’s voice carried through the speaker and even though Rae was blushing she also smiled. “Come on, tease me more Rae. Let me see those nipples,” he had said when he wanted her to remove her bra which she had done. When it was down to her skirt and panties, he had commented, “Show me the color of your panties, god you got me so hot.” Even though this was the most they had done since they’d begun kind of seeing each other, she felt a strange empowerment that she could see him sitting there, his hand obviously on his cock inside his shorts. He was looking at her like he would devour her and while she might have been embarrassed and a virgin, it kind of excited her. It also scared her, she was at her most vulnerable at this very moment and what if Jay did spread it around at school?
So, she had stood up and slowly unzipped and then drew the jean skirt down over her hips, down her thighs and allowed them to pool at her feet as she listened to Jay’s breathing get heavier. “I swear if this gets around school, I’ll kill you Jay.” A thread of her self-consciousness edged into her tone and it was all she could do not to cover herself up and end the call in embarrassment.
If she was at home, she could never have done this, her mother was so religious that it had been hard to convince her father to get her a cell phone and lap top in the first place because her mom was so against them. If she knew what Rae had been wearing (sneaking to wear) the last month, her mother would probably have a heart attack. Considering if it was up to her, Rae would be wearing long, flowery, conservative and non-showy dresses. It showed her trust in Vic that she didn’t bother to hide that she had changed her style by showing up to babysit without changing first to hide it. The last two years, at least in her mind, she felt like they were close enough that he wouldn’t let her mom know what she was doing.
Of course, if he caught her as she was right now, she couldn’t be sure. Oh, god. the thought of Victor seeing her like this seemed to deepen the red tint that now covered not only her soft, pale cheeks but brushed over the skin of her neck… she jumped because she hadn’t realized her mind wandered when Jay said, “Baby, if I were there right now, I’d have my head between your legs and be tasting your pussy.”
Standing there, almost fully naked, her luscious red hair hung loose down her back in fiery tones. The ethereal copper color only seemed to heighten the way her blush made her pale skin look. Her deep brown eyes were expressive as she stood there, her dusky rose nipples hard from a cross of newly experienced arousal and the air brushing over them, the flush of color from her blushing and just that last vestige of clothing covering her most intimate space. She had no idea how long it had been since this started, watching the time didn't matter at the moment. Instead, she found herself wondering what it would feel like, what Jay had just described and for a moment, she closed her eyes and tried to picture it.
After a moment, her eyes opened and she bent over to pick up her skirt to put it with her bra and shirt. Then she put one knee on the couch arm as she looked at her computer screen and smiled somewhat shyly, "Maybe one day I'll let you do that Jay." She had no idea the picture she made for her sort of boyfriend now, since her position gave him a view of her legs somewhat spread, but she knew that she felt dampness in her pussy that was a very new experience for the normally good girl she was.
Although it wasn’t part of the job description as his babysitter, Rae tended to do any dishes that needed doing and help with laundry. She had since she started babysitting for him two years ago not long after his wife left him with their little boy. Her parents trusted Victor, to the extent that there were times when he would contact her to say he was having a late night and she would tell them so they wouldn’t expect her home. Then again, her parents Amanda and Clayton Jordan had known Victor quite a while.
Rae however was a typical teen in many ways but in other ways she was much more innocent. She would never have denied that Vic was hot, any female with a pulse had to be able to see that. She often found herself worried that she might say the wrong thing and sometimes had to remind herself to breathe when he was around. Still, he was her boss and she respected him, trusted him and knew that nothing could possibly happen.
Four months ago, she started talking to Jason French, Jay was almost two years older than her, had dark, thick black hair and his eyes were a vibrant and expressive turquoise blue. He made her laugh and she didn’t feel pressured to be something she wasn’t or do things she might not want to do. Of course, tonight something was changing. For the last couple of months, Jay had been teasing her about not getting a glimpse of her skin beneath what she typically wore. In the last month she had begun to dress in more revealing clothes to see if he let up on that teasing but instead he kept talking about how horny he was.
Tonight was no different, she had been seated in a tight low cut v neck shirt that had hugged her firm C cup breasts and looked like her breasts could have come free any moment. Beneath had been a bra that matched her panties and she had been in skin tight jean skirt. A half an hour ago the conversation between her and Jay through their webcams and skype had changed. He’d teased again about her taking off her top but something in her finally gave in though she had blushed furiously.
Since then with his urging she had done a partial strip tease for him, ending in her panties as of five minutes ago when she had warned him, “Jay… I’m not kidding, you better not be recording this… oh my god. I can’t believe you convinced me to do this.”
“You look hot baby,” Jay’s voice carried through the speaker and even though Rae was blushing she also smiled. “Come on, tease me more Rae. Let me see those nipples,” he had said when he wanted her to remove her bra which she had done. When it was down to her skirt and panties, he had commented, “Show me the color of your panties, god you got me so hot.” Even though this was the most they had done since they’d begun kind of seeing each other, she felt a strange empowerment that she could see him sitting there, his hand obviously on his cock inside his shorts. He was looking at her like he would devour her and while she might have been embarrassed and a virgin, it kind of excited her. It also scared her, she was at her most vulnerable at this very moment and what if Jay did spread it around at school?
So, she had stood up and slowly unzipped and then drew the jean skirt down over her hips, down her thighs and allowed them to pool at her feet as she listened to Jay’s breathing get heavier. “I swear if this gets around school, I’ll kill you Jay.” A thread of her self-consciousness edged into her tone and it was all she could do not to cover herself up and end the call in embarrassment.
If she was at home, she could never have done this, her mother was so religious that it had been hard to convince her father to get her a cell phone and lap top in the first place because her mom was so against them. If she knew what Rae had been wearing (sneaking to wear) the last month, her mother would probably have a heart attack. Considering if it was up to her, Rae would be wearing long, flowery, conservative and non-showy dresses. It showed her trust in Vic that she didn’t bother to hide that she had changed her style by showing up to babysit without changing first to hide it. The last two years, at least in her mind, she felt like they were close enough that he wouldn’t let her mom know what she was doing.
Of course, if he caught her as she was right now, she couldn’t be sure. Oh, god. the thought of Victor seeing her like this seemed to deepen the red tint that now covered not only her soft, pale cheeks but brushed over the skin of her neck… she jumped because she hadn’t realized her mind wandered when Jay said, “Baby, if I were there right now, I’d have my head between your legs and be tasting your pussy.”
Standing there, almost fully naked, her luscious red hair hung loose down her back in fiery tones. The ethereal copper color only seemed to heighten the way her blush made her pale skin look. Her deep brown eyes were expressive as she stood there, her dusky rose nipples hard from a cross of newly experienced arousal and the air brushing over them, the flush of color from her blushing and just that last vestige of clothing covering her most intimate space. She had no idea how long it had been since this started, watching the time didn't matter at the moment. Instead, she found herself wondering what it would feel like, what Jay had just described and for a moment, she closed her eyes and tried to picture it.
After a moment, her eyes opened and she bent over to pick up her skirt to put it with her bra and shirt. Then she put one knee on the couch arm as she looked at her computer screen and smiled somewhat shyly, "Maybe one day I'll let you do that Jay." She had no idea the picture she made for her sort of boyfriend now, since her position gave him a view of her legs somewhat spread, but she knew that she felt dampness in her pussy that was a very new experience for the normally good girl she was.