Laura had just turned 16. It was during the long summer holidays before she started college and was earning some pocket money by baby sitting for her Mum’s best friend. Kirsty had found a job, which had taken her to France for the weekend. She had a four year old daughter and needed someone who she could trust to take care of her. Laura was free and stepped forward to save the day. She was left everything she would need. She just had to cook and tuck Emma in at night and read her bed time stories. It was an easy 50 pounds.
As it turned out Kirsty was delayed a couple of days and sent a text to Laura, asking if she would mind looking after Emma a bit longer. Laura of course was happy to stay on, with nothing else to do. Also Kirsty’s sister Felicity was due to stay for a day and that would give Laura some welcome adult company.
It was the Friday around 4pm. Laura had put her charge to bed for her afternoon sleep. Felicity arrived about six in the evening, coming straight from a business seminar. Laura let her in. Felicity was in her late twenties with shoulder-length mousy hair. Laura thought she was beautiful, in an older woman kind of way. Felicity had sharp features but her hazel eyes were soft and kind. They twinkled when she smiled.
“How’s my baby niece?” She asked, shortly after arriving.
“I just put her to bed. She likes her naps,” said Laura.
“Awww OK, I’ll say hello later,” said Felicity.
Laura looked at the older woman and admired her gentle, sexy curves, which were enhanced by her powder grey business suit. Laura noticed how Felicity had taken more than a second, gazing at her own ample attributes. Even at 16, Laura was a blossoming double D cup with a nice tummy and big round, shapely bum. She was dressed in her black leggings and a white T shirt, so that every inch of her femininity was obvious.
Laura was already certain that she was as much into girls as she was boys, but was still a virgin then. She had had tons of opportunities with guys, but she was fussy, She had kissed a few girls in the last year of school, but there had been nothing sexual. She had just messed about. Something about Felicity whetted her appetite for her own sex. It was the confidence that she exuded. Felicity had an understated sexuality. Frankly, at the time it drove Laura crazy.
“Are you at college Laura?” Asked Felicity.
“Not yet. I start in September. What do you do?”
“I’m a saleswoman for Mars. I have some samples you can take if you like.”
“Hmmm…trying to watch my figure, but I wouldn’t say no,” said Laura.
“Your figure looks fine to me!”
“Awww thanks,” said Laura, innocently.
Laura noticed how Felicty’s eyes wandered over her body. A shiver went down Laura’s back.
“It’s kind of you to baby sit for my sister,” said Felicity, a little later, as they sipped home-made lemonade outside.
“Well, she knows she can trust me.”
“Yeah, Kirsty’s known your Mum for years.”
“I know.”
“Anyway, I’m going to my room to chill then have a shower,” said Felicity.
“OK, I’ll sit out here for a bit, I need the vitamin D,” said Laura.
After half an hour Laura got a little bored. She went up to her room and picked up a book, but she couldn’t be bothered to read it. There was a long, full-length mirror in her room. Laura stood in front of it and admired herself. Her boobs were getting so full. She pouted her lips, taking a few shots of herself on her mobile. She bent forwards, so that her cleavage was visible and took a couple more. Just something to stick on Facebook. Her breasts were squishy and yet round and shapely. Even with her bra, she was aware of their weight and cupped her own boobs, wondering when she would stop developing.
She wandered across the landing. There was a chink in the door of the spare room. She looked through and her stomach did a somersault when she saw Felicity. She was just wearing a bra, panties and white hold-ups. She had a beautiful, shapely bottom and her boobs looked lovely and pert. Laura had only ever seen girls her own age like that. Felicity was 29. Her body was perfect. Not too skinny, but just right. Her belly was flat, with just the one little ripple. If she had any cellulite on her thighs, then Laura couldn’t see it.
As Laura watched secretly, peering through the gap, Felicity put one leg on her bed and gently rolled one stocking down. Laura licked her lips involuntarily, her heart beginning to beat faster. The fine, white silk lingerie slipped to floor and then she put her other leg up. Laura saw the crease between her bum cheeks as she began to slide the other hold up over her thigh. Laura was aware of a gentle aching in her pussy. She had the urge to relieve herself, but was content to just rub herself through the fabric of her leggings. As Felicity turned to undo her bra catch, Laura dodged out of view, but it was too late. Felicity had caught her.
“Laura?”
“Hi..ummm sorry, I was just…”
“Were you spying on me?” Asked Felicity.
“No!…No…I…”
“What did you see?” Asked Felicity.
“What do you mean?” Asked Laura, hesitantly.
“Come in Laura, it’s OK. Sit on the bed.”
“I was just going down stairs.”
Felicity shook her head and smiled. She opened her bedroom door wide.
“Laura, it’s OK,” said Felicity kindly.