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I arrived home in a dour mood. My date had started off promisingly. The way that the pretty blonde had looked at me across the table strongly suggested that she'd be inviting me back to her place later on. By the time we were headed to the car, it looked like a sure thing.
But then she'd been called back to the hospital. I could hardly object to that, though my libido howled at the disappointment. Thus did I end up going home alone hours ahead of schedule.
I arrived past my daughter's bedtime, so I knew Maegan would be asleep under the covers. Her babysitter, Elizabeth, was utterly reliable, which was a great comfort to me. The girl was perhaps a bit too straight-laced for a teenager -- her parents were very strict -- but I appreciated how good she was with Maegan.
I entered quietly through the garage and made my way to the den. I expected I'd find Elizabeth studying on the couch as usual -- always so well behaved. Consequently, I was surprised to hear an unfamiliar voice as I neared. I hugged the wall and listened to the voices as I crept closer.
"You really should try it sometime, Lizzy," a female voice urged. "You have such a great body. Your tits are as big as mine and you've got legs for days." I heard a wet smacking sound followed by a soft moan. "You're too shouldn't keep that all hidden. Guys would love to hook up with you." Another wet smacking sound. "Hell, I'd go down on you if you want. God, you're already so wet. . . . "
I had to see what was going on for myself. I strode rapidly down the hall and entered the den. Elizabeth was lying back on the couch with a shorter female partially atop her, their lips brushing in a soft kiss. Both girls were in their late teens with lithe young bodies and unusually large breasts. The unknown female was massaging one of Elizabeth's huge mounds through her blouse. The girl's other hand was somewhere beneath Elizabeth's skirt.
I'd never heard Elizabeth even mention a boyfriend, let alone a girlfriend, so the tableau was rather shocking. Moreover, I'd been very explicit about not having friends over while she was babysitting Maegan, so I was immediately irked at such disobedience from a girl I'd trusted. Plus, having my own libidinous plans unexpectedly canceled tonight, finding two busty teens making out on my couch really got under my skin. So when I called out, "Elizabeth!", I sounded really angry.
Both girls looked at me with wide eyes. The unknown girl was of slightly paler complexion; her hair might have been dark, but most of it was dyed a pale lavender. I got a brief glimpse of green eyes before she leapt to her feet. "I'dbettergo" she declared as she swiftly left through the far door. Moments later, I heard her exit through the front door. I had a brief impulse to chase after her, but decided that my complaint was with my babysitter, not her unknown friend.
I put my hands on my hips and felt my fatherly glare sharpen on the remaining teen. "Elizabeth, just what the hell was that? Why was there a stranger in my house without my permission?"
I arrived home in a dour mood. My date had started off promisingly. The way that the pretty blonde had looked at me across the table strongly suggested that she'd be inviting me back to her place later on. By the time we were headed to the car, it looked like a sure thing.
But then she'd been called back to the hospital. I could hardly object to that, though my libido howled at the disappointment. Thus did I end up going home alone hours ahead of schedule.
I arrived past my daughter's bedtime, so I knew Maegan would be asleep under the covers. Her babysitter, Elizabeth, was utterly reliable, which was a great comfort to me. The girl was perhaps a bit too straight-laced for a teenager -- her parents were very strict -- but I appreciated how good she was with Maegan.
I entered quietly through the garage and made my way to the den. I expected I'd find Elizabeth studying on the couch as usual -- always so well behaved. Consequently, I was surprised to hear an unfamiliar voice as I neared. I hugged the wall and listened to the voices as I crept closer.
"You really should try it sometime, Lizzy," a female voice urged. "You have such a great body. Your tits are as big as mine and you've got legs for days." I heard a wet smacking sound followed by a soft moan. "You're too shouldn't keep that all hidden. Guys would love to hook up with you." Another wet smacking sound. "Hell, I'd go down on you if you want. God, you're already so wet. . . . "
I had to see what was going on for myself. I strode rapidly down the hall and entered the den. Elizabeth was lying back on the couch with a shorter female partially atop her, their lips brushing in a soft kiss. Both girls were in their late teens with lithe young bodies and unusually large breasts. The unknown female was massaging one of Elizabeth's huge mounds through her blouse. The girl's other hand was somewhere beneath Elizabeth's skirt.
I'd never heard Elizabeth even mention a boyfriend, let alone a girlfriend, so the tableau was rather shocking. Moreover, I'd been very explicit about not having friends over while she was babysitting Maegan, so I was immediately irked at such disobedience from a girl I'd trusted. Plus, having my own libidinous plans unexpectedly canceled tonight, finding two busty teens making out on my couch really got under my skin. So when I called out, "Elizabeth!", I sounded really angry.
Both girls looked at me with wide eyes. The unknown girl was of slightly paler complexion; her hair might have been dark, but most of it was dyed a pale lavender. I got a brief glimpse of green eyes before she leapt to her feet. "I'dbettergo" she declared as she swiftly left through the far door. Moments later, I heard her exit through the front door. I had a brief impulse to chase after her, but decided that my complaint was with my babysitter, not her unknown friend.
I put my hands on my hips and felt my fatherly glare sharpen on the remaining teen. "Elizabeth, just what the hell was that? Why was there a stranger in my house without my permission?"