Neighbor, Babysitter, Lover (closed to smallncute)

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Name: Janet Matthews
Age: 19
size: 34C
description: brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, brown eyes sometimes behind a pair of glasses. slight athletic build, always dressing slightly provocative but not overly so.

Janet was the good teenage neighbor that no one complained about. She was sweet, kind and offered to do things for others. She was also the block babysitter. Her favorite people to babysit for were her next door neighbors. The kid was easy to handle, the parents weren't too overbearing and trusted her to make the right decisions while their child was in her care.

Right now, she was babysitting for them while they were out but was expecting them to return any minute. The kid was long ago asleep and she busied herself doing homework
 
Name: Miranda Ward married to David, with a son Mark (10)
Age: 36
Bust: 34B/C bust size 8 dress (Uk sizes)
Hair: just past shoulder length naturally curly often worn in a pony tail.
Complexion: White (Caucasian) but with some Meditteranian ancestry so browns easily in the sun

Miranda is educated and still works. David and Miranda married youngish but after University, and are both classed as middle class. Due to a medical issue, she is unable to offer Mark a brother or sister but tries not to over spoil him, though the grand parents do their best to achieve that age.

Sex life is okay at times mundane, the spark has gone in terms of variety, and experimentation, though they regularly make love... But Miranda some times crave for some thing more spontaneous lust ful, rather than making love..

At university she did have a brief experimentation with another girl but had major guilt issues, - it wasn't right, didn't feel natural and so whilst not homophobic she has closed that thought in her mind.

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Miranda parked up, to the sound of a snore, a deep grunting snore. She turned and faced DAvid, who was fast asleep in the passenger seat. Thank god for the seatbelt holding him in place. She smiled. It wasn't often these days that David really got drunk, and unlike other males who become argumentative and troublesome, for the most part David just becomes like a school boy, giddily, childish, before curling up and sleeping.

But she also felt slightly annoyed. They had been flirting all afternoon, and then during the evening, and so Miranda was, well some what aroused, and in need of something inside her. But she will have to resort to using her trusted BoB...

The door soon opened as Miranda put her foot outside and then the other and stood up, closing the door behind her. Moments later, she opened the passenger door as she gently poked him.

"David, we are hoe, time to wake up!"

David just moaned and grunted, a reflex action to move away the nagging fingers on his chest

"David wake up other wise I will let you sleep in the car you drunken fool!" As she spoke she prodded him deeper before gently giving him a playful slap on his cheek.

That worked, and soon, David was moaning as he stood up, and closed the door. That was all he was capable off, though, and Miranda had to lock the car before guiding him to the front door.

She paused as she reached for the house keys, and soon was guiding him up the stairs and into the back spare bedroom. She wasn't going to sleep with him snoring in their bed! By now David was just about awake enough to undress him self, though Miranda was convinced he was back asleep before his head hit the pillow.

She clsoed the door, switchign the light off and soon headed down stairs to find Janet, their neighbour and babysitter.

"Hi Janet, sorry about earlier, but needed to get drunk features into bed.... Everything okay?"

Miranda leaned back and crosed hre legs, the long red skirt riding up revealing the light tan leather of her boot. On top, she wore a very sheer cream blouse, the fitted under camisole repalced with a more luxurious silk camisole, the lace over the breasts intricate, and at the right moment sheer enough to make out the dark areola of Miranda's breasts.
 
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Janet shook her head with slight pity as she watched Mrs. Ward help her husband up the stairs. It wasn't the first time they'd come home with him like that and Janet was sure unfortunately that it wouldn't be the last. She listened as she heard the footsteps towards the spare back bedroom where they'd let her stay sometimes if she'd fallen asleep while waiting for them to come home or if something happened where they couldn't make it home that night and she had to stay overnight with their son David.

She smiled understandingly as Mrs. Ward returned and apologized. "Oh that's alright. David was wonderful as always Mrs. Ward. " She let her eyes briefly look over the outfit Mrs. Ward was wearing and had to push back thoughts. Janet had had a couple experiences with other girls her age but the idea of one with an older woman was suddenly intriguing. However, she didn't even mention it with Mrs. Ward being married, she doubted the woman even would swing that way.

"Must be hard on you having to support him like that." She did understand, after all just because she'd had a couple experiences with women didn't mean she hadn't dated guys too. Guys that got drunk at parties they'd gone to and she was left to support them in either getting them in their own place, or if her place was closer to the party then into hers.
 
Miranda smiled as she chatted to Janet.

"Well I don't think he is bad as it seems, and at least he doesn't get argumentative or violent! But he actually doesn't drink much really so it doesn't take him much to get slightly tipsy, but when he does he just becomes like a child before falling asleep!"

Miranda continued her little blurt, "though some times it can be well rather frustrating I guess if you know what I mean, I'm awake after a flirt evening and he's asleep!"

Miranda fiegns a sad pout before reaching int her hand bag and takes out her purse and the $20 she owes Janet unaware of those brief looks from her. Still seated, Miranda leant over and handed Janet the money....

I might need a glass of wine before bed, care to join me?"
 
Janet takes the money and puts it in her pocket with an understanding nod. "I know just what you mean. Must be awful for you. You put a lot of time into looking nice so he can proudly show you off while you're out, you flirt and everything only for him to end up passed out before you get home."

She then smiled at the offer for a glass of wine. "I think I'll take you up on that offer Mrs. Ward. I heard a glass a day is very good for the body."
 
"of course, everything in moderation!"

Miranda stood up and left for the kitchen as she opened a bottle of a chilled white and pours two glasses and returns offering Janet her glass...

Miranda returns to the sofa and leans back, again sitting with a knee crossed, the skirt riding up revealing her tan boot, as the two girls started to chat about life in general; about her studies, her aspirations for university. the conversation that have had in one form or another before but each time it is slightly different..
 
Janet thanked Mrs. Ward for the glass before sitting back and taking a sip. Her off the shoulder sweater pulled down a little as she sat back, something easily possible as the sweater was slightly bigger than the size tops she normally wore.

She always enjoyed the conversations with Mrs. Ward. She never had to worry about being belittled or having her dreams scoffed at like how her friends might be towards her aspirations or thoughts.
 
The conversation flowed, and soon Miranda's glass was empty. She was aroused, and from the odd glance Janet made, she wondered if Janet knew, or had realised. She could feel her nipples poking against the lace cup of her camisole, and several times Miranda moved her booted legs, needing to squeeze her inner thighs. So as she finished her glass, she started to formulate a plan to suggest that she needs to retire to be awake when her son would wake up, and of course the Sunday morning chores to finish. He wont be of much help.

She smiled at Janet as she finished her glass...

"Well sorry if I appear rude but I need my beauty sleep, in time for tomorrow..."

Janet acknowledged and soon they were in the hallway as Miranda led Janet to the front door, saying their goodbyes...

Soon Miranda ascended the stairs switching of the lights as she headed to their bedroom a room dominated by the large Gothic iron bed...

Soon she was nude, her clothes folded neatly into the laundry bin, before she laid on top of her duvet, the events of the evening passing through her thoughts. It wasn't long before Miranda's hand started to caress her body, softly stroking, squeezing her breasts, tugging them by her nipples causing her to gasp. She continued stroking, caressing her self softly teasing her own clit, before running a painted nail along her labia, engorged, damp. Her hips started to gyrate as her breathing deepened, became sporadic, her fingers pressing her clit, her other hand teasing the entrance.

She rolled over and opened the draw with their toys, and soon she had a rabbit, the pulsating shaft deep inside, the ears against her clit...

"Oh God, Oh Fuck... ohhhhhhh God!!"

Miranda climaxed, laying on her bed holding onto a pillow for comfort as her breathing slowly regained composure, and soon the light was out as she slept soundly.
 
Janet had let herself back in her house and closed the door before beginning to peel her clothes off as she headed up the stairs to her bedroom. She'd been so attracted to Mrs. Ward after seeing the outfit she was in that it had been hard for Janet not to just openly stare at the woman.

Seeing Mrs. Ward's areolas push at the blouse had tempted Janet to just reach out and rub them to make the older woman moan in pleasure rather than disappointment at her husband being passed out. Janet had been grateful that she hadn't worn a skirt for she was sure that the older woman would have seen the reaction she had, the wet spot in her panties.

Once in her room, she stretched out on her giant king size bed, twisting her nipples with one hand and cupping and fingering her hot entrance. Teasing and moaning under her own touches, she imagined her hands were Mrs. Wards even as she pulled out her dildo and plunged it in to her dripping cunt, fucking herself hard and fast with it, rubbing her clit furiously.

"Fuck!" She yelled out as her body arched high with her orgasm. Fully spent, she slid the dildo out and fell asleep
 
Miranda slept well after her orgasm, and slept through to around 0630 when Mark came in to her bedroom. He played for a while before joining his mother in bed and dozed. but Mark was really awake and Fidelity and soon Miranda lost the battle to have a lie in and got up.

She had a cup of tea before starting the ironing in the cool of the morning whilst watching the breakfast news /magazine programme, watching Mark entertain himself.

It was moments like this she often felt sad in that she couldn't have another child to keep Mark company.

With the ironing done, she joined him for a while before mixing the morning with chores and entertaining her son.

Finally David woke up, and was reasonably okay by the afternoon.

Leaving the two men together, and dressed in a slightly loose cream jumper dress, red leggings and light tan boots, she went out to the shops for some odds and sodds.

Whilst sitting outside ithe window seat of the local private coffee house, she saw Janet approach on her own.
 
Janet stepped into the coffee shop to get her morning cup, never having managed to properly brew coffee at home. She waved at Mrs. Ward as she walked to the counter to place her order, getting herself a bagel along with the coffee.

After getting her bagel and coffee, she walked over to where Mrs. Ward was sitting. "May I join you on this fine morning?"
 
Miranda looked up and smiled before gesturing to the chair...

"of course.... please take a seat"

Janet pulled the car away, and elegantly sat down, her coffee now on the table..

"So how is your Sunday Janet?"
 
She smiled. "Better now that I have my morning coffee." Janet joked. "How has your morning been so far? Mr. Ward ever wake up and apologize for leaving you to yourself last night?"

After having been so turned on the night before, she was hoping for some details even though she knew it would probably be torture
 
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Miranda smiled as she took a sip of her coffee, before breaking a bit of her triple choc cookie and munched on it.

"I slept well thanks, though was woken up by Mark just after six thirty...but the chores are all done.. Mostly!" Miranda smiled as she took another sip, the cream leaving a light white line on her upper lip, her tongue instinctively licking it unintentionally in a provocative manner.

"David is fine, thank you: currently with Mark having some bonding time. As you know David some time ago suggested I should use this moment for my own time, to see friends what ever, to help forge their relationship closer"

Miranda smiled as she finished talking, and readjusted her feet as she sat in the late morning air, enjoying the warm sun.

"So Janet, any plans for your afternoon?"
 
Janet bit back a groan as she watched Mrs. Ward lick her lip before biting into her bagel, following it with a sip of coffee. "Nope, my schedule's cleared. All my homework's done and I have no plans."

She smiled, enjoying the warm air herself. "Is this your way of inviting me to spend the day with you while your two guys are bonding?"
 
She smiled, enjoying the warm air herself. "Is this your way of inviting me to spend the day with you while your two guys are bonding?"

Miranda blushed slightly at this rather frank comment from Janet. Miranda had no other intent other than to form a conversation with her neighbor's daughter, and her occasionally employee. She liked Janet, but she was strictly heterosexual, and other than a Christmas kiss that turned more of a French kiss at a Christmas party, she had not even contemplated sleeping with another, and certainly never a woman...


She contemplated though Janet's comment and looked across the small boutiques in the 'olde world' part of the village and smiled..

"Well, it wasn't my intention rather just to reciprocate your kindness" Miranda paused briefly as she sipped her coffee; "we could walk around the shops before we walk back home?"
 
The way Mrs. Ward had answered her, made it obvious to Janet that the older woman had taken her question the wrong way. "I apologize if you thought I meant anything other than just some girl bonding time."

She blushed in embarrassment. "Walking around some shops is fine to me."
 
Miranda also blushed at her mis-understanding but elegantly talked around the situation as they finished their drinks..

Soon they walked over to the small boutiques and looked at the more elusive designer stalls, not large branded designers but the styles only found in smaller boutiques.

They looked at the clothes as they held them against each other, commented and discussed the merits of each item.

During the hour or so, Miranda felt at ease with Janet, but also sensed a slight flirtation from Janet.

Nothing major, nothing to annoy or anger her, or even arouse her suspicion, but some how a curiosity was piqued.

At the end of the long hour, they ended up in a small lingerie shop, specializing in silk and satin sets...
 
Janet enjoyed the time, she never had a day like this with her own mother. Yes she slightly but subtly flirted with Mrs. Ward. She was careful, not wanting to alienate the woman and risk losing her business with the Wards.

She stepped in the lingerie boutique and was immediately drawn to a corset made of silk. She fingered it gently. "Ever get anything like this just to make yourself happy?"
 
Miranda walked over to the corset that Janet was looking at.

"Ever get anything like this just to make yourself happy?"

Miranda smiled and nodded..

" I do enjoy my lingerie, as does David. In fact I have several ranges from here, either I have bought them or David has for a present"

Miranda paused before she continued pulling down her neckline of her jumper exposing a patterned red bra strap, similar style to a Basque and bra next to the corset!

"David tends to be quite generous as well, if he buys me an item, invariably he will buy me the entire range"

Miranda smiled, Janet seemed to blush as Miranda exposed her shoulder and her bra strap... but Janet turned to look at the range infront of them again...
 
"I mean getting it to make yourself happy. Not to wear for your husband but to wear for you?" she did her best to be subtle and polite, waiting for any sign that the older woman wanted her to stop the questions.

However, she couldn't get the image of Miranda wearing something like the corset out of her head
 
"I mean getting it to make yourself happy. Not to wear for your husband but to wear for you?" she did her best to be subtle and polite, waiting for any sign that the older woman wanted her to stop the questions.

Miranda smiled...

"Yes I do wear it because it makes me feel good, helps to make me feel sexual, sensual, provocative....2

Miranda paused as she saw Janet's eyes..

"Whilst i do have utilitarian, practical underwear, I mostly wear more sensual styles, silks, fine laces, because i feel good. i love being at a work meeting knowing tha t I have stockings on, the suspender belt...."

"What about you, have you owned anything well upmarket?" Miranda turning the tide slightly
 
"Sometimes. I wear it when I'm having a bad morning. I'll put it on before going off to school or just out for the day and it makes me feel better because no one would think 'nerdy Janet' would wear something like lingerie." She chuckled slightly. "Hell most probably wouldn't think I even know what lingerie is."
 
Miranda smiled softly, debating whether to ask or not, and sighed softly..

"So 'nerdy' Janet what are you wearing today, something practical or something more sensual, sexual?"
 
She smiled. "I guess you could say a bit of both. Simple and practical yet sensual." Janet pulled aside a bit of her shirt to show a dark bra made of simple lace. "Obviously the other part matches."
 
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