Rrrrrrrrriiinnng… Rrrrrrrrriiinnng

“Hello… Adam?”

“Yeah”

“Let me speak to mom”

Peter was calling to inform us that he was staying over his friend’s for the night. My mom couldn’t very well cancel the babysitter; (who was about to arrive) She was too polite. She was telling me that she might end up staying the night at her boyfriend’s house when the babysitter walked in. I couldn’t help but stare.

She was about 5’5”, not fat, but not pencil-thin, great curves, medium-sized tits… a little more than a handful, I figured. Her ass was shapely, bringing out the full extent of her curvaceous figure. Her hair was a perfect mix between straight and curly. “Hi! I’m Ashley!” She said to my mother. I recognized her. She was a junior at Red Lake High, and she had ties to some of the most popular girls in the school.

My mother was soon on her way to her little overnighter, and Ashley and I were left to sit and watch TV for a couple hours. Ashley then did something that would change me forever. She had gotten up to get some pizza, and when she returned, (empty handed)

she sat down next to me on the couch, instead of in the chair as before, and took my hand, put it around her shoulder, and snuggled up against my chest. I could feel an erection stirring, and prayed she wouldn’t notice it.

At the first commercial, she sat up, and with a devilish look in her eye, she swung her leg over mine, straddling my thighs. Her tits were right in my face, begging to spring free from the bounds of her low-cut top. “Do you like them?” she asked. “Very much so” was my only response. I slipped my finger under her top and slowly lifted it off over her head, then grabbed the clasp to her bra, and with one fluid motion, removed it, letting those wonderful tits pop free. They were mountains of flesh, with a small valley between, capped with large, pink areolas and wide nipples. I was about to capture one of those nipples into my mouth, when she suddenly diverted me. She flipped around in her seat and sat in my lap, her ass pressing into my ever-swelling manhood. “You’ll have to wait for the next commercial,” She said devilishly.