The phone rang loudly as Tabby walked into the lounge. The tall teenager picked up the receiver. It was Cliff Ford, her regular babysitting job.
“Hi Tabby,” Cliff’s friendly voice came down the line. “Sorry to bug you but I’ve got a bit of a problem.”
“Hi Mr Ford, what’s that then?” Tabby asked cheerfully.
“I have an emergency at work and my wife is out of town. Would you be available to baby-sit for me? I realise its short notice,” his voice trailed off.
“Sure, that’s fine, when would you like me?” Tabby asked.
“Um…if you’re not too busy I need to go now really,” Cliff said quietly. “If you could get over here as soon as possible…”
“Sure Mr Ford, not a problem,” Tabby interrupted. “I can be there in a half hour.”
“Ok, thanks Tabby, see you then.” The phone went dead.
Tabby called out to her mother that she was going to the Ford’s to baby-sit and not to wait up for her. She pulled on her College jacket over the flimsy little crop top that she was wearing and left the house.
The Ford’s lived a little distance away but it was still light outside for her as she walked the distance. It took about twenty minutes to walk to the Ford’s and Tabby stopped on the way to pick up a magazine to read at a small local store. Soon she was standing at the big white front door knocking.
“Come in,” Cliff Ford said as he opened the door. “Thanks for coming over at such short notice Tabby.”
“That’s ok Mr Ford,” the young brunette answered. She sauntered in, her hips swaying as usual. This attractive young girl always turned on Cliff. “How long do you think you will be?”
“Um…,” Cliff had to refocus on her words, taking his eyes away from her firm young butt in the tight button-up jeans. “Oh…I’m not sure,” he stuttered. “Depends…”
“That’s ok. I’ll just watch some TV. The kids are in bed already I guess?”
“Yeah, they are asleep. I got them down early tonight,” he laughed. “I hope I won’t be gone too long.”
His eyes focused on her small firm breasts as she took the jacket off, her chest sticking out as she slipped each arm out of the garment. Noticing his stare she smiled back. This older man turned her on too. He was tall, muscular and well tanned. The thought of him made her lick her red lips.
“Umm…see you…um…soon,” Cliff said nervously backing toward the door.
“Bye Mr Ford,” Tabby couldn’t resist giving him a cheeky wink as he opened the door and left.
She gave a little giggle once the door had closed. Then she walked to the big comfortable couch with the nice cushions. There she sat and flicked her trainers off, curling her long legs up under her body. In front of her on the coffee table was the TV remote. Soon she was watching a sit-com.
No more than half an hour had passed when Tabby heard the sound of a car outside. She was about to get up when she heard the door shut and the front door of the house open. It was Cliff Ford.
Tabby was standing as he walked intro the lounge.
“Hi Mr Ford, that didn’t take long,” she said with a smile.
“No, they managed to fix the problem. I got a call on my cell phone when I was almost there,” he laughed.
“Oh well, never mind,” Tabby said.
“I suppose I better call a cab for you, it’s dark out there now,” Cliff said.
“That would be great thanks,” Tabby grabbed her jacket.
Cliff looked at the young beauty. Her dark eyes twinkled cheekily. He could feel a sudden burst of lust corse through his body. His cock reacted to her in her skimpy top, the lilac bra strap showing, and her tight jeans.
“Why don’t you stay a while and have a drink,” He suddenly found himself saying. “There’s no school tomorrow…and I’m all alone tonight…I mean…I could do with some company…Jill has been away for a whole week…would you…”
“Well…I guess I could stay a while, but I need to get home some time or else my Mom will worry,” Tabby smiled.
“Sure, sure,” Cliff answered nervously.
He looked at the gorgeous darkhaired teenager and his cock stirred a little more. He cleared his throat as Tabby smiled and sat back on the couch. She still had her trainers off and she curled one foot up under her sexy butt.
Cliff walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured two whiskeys. Tabby watched, a little uncertain about the drinks, but wanting to be sophisticated, she accepted the large glass of amber liquid. She drank a little of the hot whiskey, trying not to let it gag her as Cliff sat next to her on the couch.
“I suppose I have kept you away from your friends tonight with this false alarm,” he joked.
“Oh no,” Tabby reassured him. “I was probably just going to stay in and get some study done.”
“Sure Tabby. I bet your boyfriend would have had other ideas?” He winked with a little laugh.
She laughed politely. “No, he’s out of town right now. I haven’t seen him for a month or so.”
“Oh, must be lonely for you?”