Ben often did a lot of baby sitting, just to get some extra money to spend when he went to University this year. He had a few regular families in the village; most of the kids were aged between 5 -12. However, there was one family whose child they wanted baby-sitting, was a damn sight older than that. The Patrick's were a very strict family, they very rarely went out, only to play bridge. They did not let their daughter go out. Sophie was in college, and was a very quiet girl. Whenever Ben went over to sit for the Patrick's, she would sit in her room and read.
Ben was an attractive young man, 5'10, black hair and clean-shaven. All the mothers in the village wished their daughters would bring him home, probably to look at him themselves. Ben was an active sports player; he played rugby regularly and squash at least twice a week. This meant that he had a very fit body, muscular and toned. He went down the local pub quite often, where he would play pool, get pissed, and inevitably take one of the admiring girl's back to his bed to fuck. He never had anything other than a sexual relationship with the girls from the village, but they worshipped him no matter.
It was a January night, and Ben was walking up the village to the Patrick's. He always enjoyed going there, as Sophie never bothered him, he could watch TV or sleep all night. He rang the doorbell and stepped back from the door. Mrs Patrick answered the door.
"Evening Ben, how are you?" she asked.
"Very well thank-you, and you?" Ben replied. He was always polite, and this was why a lot of the families liked him.
"Mustn't grumble, we going to bridge at the Connor's tonight." She said as she ushered him through the door.
Ben walked through to the living room, and was surprised to see Sophie sitting on one of the sofas watching TV.
"Hi Sophie, how are you?" Ben asked.
"Fine!" Sophie snapped back.
This didn't surprise Ben at all, as she was never the happiest of people. Mr. Patrick walked through the room, mumbling to himself.
"Come on then women, else we will never get there!" he snapped "oh, hello Ben."
"Evening Mr. Patrick."
"Right don't talk him death then Sophie," Mr. Patrick said sarcastically. Sophie just let out a grunt, and a small smile, as if to say 'fuck off dad'. Mr. and Mrs. Patrick walked out the front door, mumbling at each other, and shouting that they might be late tonight. Ben sat down on a chair in the living room, and started to watch the TV, a documentary of the sexual cycle of the Hippo. 'Oh brilliant' thought Ben to himself. He looked at Sophie, as she watched the TV intently, she was quite an attractive girl, about 5'4, brown hair down to her shoulders, her face was innocent, cute and kind of baby looking. She was wearing baggy track-suit bottoms and a sweatshirt, so it was hard for Ben to make out what her figure was like, but she wasn't overweight, so he thought it would probably be quite nice.
The commercial blazed out on the TV, which caused Ben to drag his stare away from Sophie.
"Would you like something to drink?" Sophie asked. This was probably the most she had ever spoken to Ben.
"No I'm fine thanks." Ben replied.
Sophie got up from the sofa and wandered to the kitchen. Ben took a good look at her body when she walked. The shape of her breasts could be seen, they seemed large and pert, when she turned round, her bottom looked nice and firm as well. This was the first time Ben had properly looked at Sophie, and he found very attractive. She walked back through carrying a glass of squash; she glanced at Ben, and caught him looking directly at her. Ben, being a lady's man, looked straight into her eyes, not fearing anything. Sophie quickly looked down, sat back in her seat and took a sip of her drink. She quickly glanced at Ben, seeing that he was still staring at her; she made a wry smile and looked back at the TV.
Ben kept glancing over to look at Sophie throughout the duration of the documentary. Occasionally he would catch Sophie looking at him, at which point she would move uncomfortable of the sofa and focus on the TV. By the end of the programme, Ben knew that he wanted Sophie, and badly. But this girl was different to the others, they all made moves on Ben, making it easy for him. If he wanted Sophie he would have to do it! They kept watching TV for a while, both exchanging glances at each other. Sophie was growing aware of the feelings she was having towards Ben.
Sophie had never been interested in boys before, she had never had a boyfriend, never been kissed, and suffice to say she was a virgin. She had never experienced an orgasm before; she had heard other girls at school talking about them, but never had one. In the last month she had started to experiment with her body, touching her nipples, stroking her pussy. Every time she had done this, she felt a slight tingle through her body, but she had been scared to continue. As she sat there looking at Ben, looking at his fit body, his attractive face, she started to feel the tingle all over her body. Her knickers started to feel a bit damp, and she thought that it might show on her tracksuit bottoms. We this fear, she slyly moved her hand down between her legs and felt her crotch, as yet she could not feel the dampness soaking through to her joggers.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ben saw her do this, this got him excited and his cock started to twitch to life. With the fear of the wet spot appearing, Sophie got up to go and change. Ben watched as she walked up the stairs, her breasts bouncing up and down as she went up the stairs. Sophie ran into her bedroom, and quickly took her joggers off, she ran her finger over her pants, and was amazed to find how wet they were. As she touched herself, the tingles ran all over her body, more than ever before, she started to breathe heavily. She whipped her hand from her crotch, and calmed herself down. Never had she felt liked this before, she loved the feeling, she started to think about Ben, how he would look naked, what his penis would look like, she had never seen a penis before, how big would it be? As she thought about this, her hand slipped down to her pussy again, gently touching it, rubbing it. All of a sudden she heard a creak on the landing.
"Sophie, are you OK?" Ben asked.
