My Babysitter’s Daughter

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This story is from Christmas 2011 when I went to stay with friends in the country. Marion was my baby sitter when I was a little girl and I have remained friends with her throughout my adulthood, even though she moved down to Somerset when I was in my teens. Marion has one daughter called Ruth who I met a couple of times when I was a lot younger but our paths never really crossed. That all changed last December when I came to stay. I should state, that although I am involved with another girl it’s a sort of open relationship and we both see other girls and guys from time to time. Laura and I are like soul mates and while we might get the shit fucked out of us here and there, we always come back to each other for cuddles and some good old pussy licking. I arrived at Marion’s in the late afternoon. Ruth came down just after I arrived and she gave me a little hug. I was a bit taken aback by how much she’s filled out and those big brown eyes – I had forgotten about them! Marion asked us through to the kitchen and Ruth told me about her college stuff and asked me what music I was into. As she spoke I couldn’t help notice how her eyes kept lowering to my boobs. I’m used to it from guys obviously but she was having a proper gander. I got the impression that Ruth was a bit innocent if you know what I mean. She’s only 17 and she could have been a virgin for all I knew. I didn’t mind her looking at my tits, in fact it quite turned me on. I couldn’t wait to get her alone to be honest and get to know her a bit better. I got my wish later Kadıköy Escort on after tea and I was just unpacking my stuff in my room when Ruth knocked on my door. “Hi come in,” I said. “You settling in OK Danielle? It’s nice to see you. We can listen to some music in a bit or something.” “Yeah that would be good!” I said. “You’re very pretty,” said Ruth, rather quietly. “Thank you Ruth. You are too!” “Aah not like you though! You could be a model.” “Well actually I am!” “I’m not surprised!” Said Ruth, with a little sparkle to her voice “You should be more confident Ruth, you’re gorgeous.” Ruth had long brown hair and a really fit body. As she spoke to me her hair was running down her front following the contours of her boobs. I’m a double D, so I guess she’s about the same and being taller than me they were even more obvious. Unlike me though, she wore baggy tops so her breasts left more to the imagination. If you’ve got it flaunt it, I say. She looked at me with this shy expression and looked at her toes when I told her she was hot. “You think I’m hot? Aren’t guys meant to say that,” she said. “Maybe I’m looking at you like a guy,” I said. Ruth blushed a little and then her eyes focused on my legs and I realised I was sitting facing her with my already short skirt most of the way up my legs. Her eyes were flashing between mine and the hem of my skirt and I realised she could probably see right up to the top. It might sound wrong, I don’t know, but I was suddenly turned on by the idea Kadıköy Escort Bayan of a younger girl looking there. “Anyway, have you got a boyfriend?” I asked. “No…I haven’t. Ummm Danielle, can I ask you something?” “Yes sure – fire away!” “Well, with you being that bit older. I thought you…” “Come on Ruth, what’s on your mind?” She was standing awkwardly with the ends of her sleeves in her hands and was clearly struggling to put into words whatever she wanted to say. “Why don’t you come and sit next to me?” I said. “Relax, it’s your house!” “I know…OK.” Ruth sat on the end of the bed and looked into my eyes and then her eyes seemed to wander around my face as if she was going to paint me later. After a few seconds she edged towards me and she drew herself closer until her face was only an inch away from mine. I was sure she was about to kiss me and then Marion shouted up stairs to see if we wanted a coffee. “No it’s OK! Thank you!” Shouted Ruth. Ruth looked at me again. Then she just came out with it. “Danielle, I think I might be into girls, but I still like guys and I don’t know if that’s normal. I feel all mixed up.” “Awww there’s no need to feel mixed up. You don’t have to be straight or gay. You can like both. I do.” “You do?” “Sure. I’m seeing a girl now, but I’m still into guys a little bit.” “Oh… so I’m not odd then?” “No, of course not baby. Ruth, I thought you were going to kiss me then.” She looked at me nervously and suddenly found it hard to look at me directly. “I wanted Escort Kadıköy to,” she said. “Why don’t you then?” Ruth leant towards me; I could feel her breath on my face and our lips touched. Just as I thought she we were going to properly kiss, she stopped and jumped up. “I’m sorry…I can‘t!” “It’s OK Ruth… don’t go!” “I’m sorry Danielle, I’m going to get a coffee… sorry.” I could tell Ruth was really muddled with her sexuality just now. Deep down, I still thought she wanted to kiss me and I think in different circumstances she would have. I put my undies away and hung up my tops and went back down, admiring the water colours on the staircase wall on the way. Marion was in the kitchen baking and Ruth was in their little conservatory watering some plants that had candy pink flowers. “They’re nice, I said,” trying to act as normally as possible. “Oh yeah, they’re Christmas Cacti. My Mum has always grown them.” “They’re lovely.” “Danielle… about before.” “It’s fine Ruth. Just forget it ever happened if you like.” Ruth smiled sweetly and I looked down at her boobs pushing through her pullover and thought how I would have liked them squashed against mine. I might have been a bit more pushy with someone else but Marion was a special friend so I wasn’t about to mess things up for her daughter. Ruth was still 17 and I think I was probably a bit like her then. Four years is quite a long time at that age and I wasn’t so confident then either. I had a coffee and a cookie and we all sat in the conservatory talking about the weather and holidays and the usual stuff. Ruth seemed to have got over everything and we had a good old girly chin wag over several cookies. A bit later I was snuggled on the sofa with a cushion, but I had had a long day travelling so I had an early night leaving Marion and Ruth to watch something on catchup TV.

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