For more than two years now, Bethany has taken care of Mr. Carson's house and dog when he traveled on business, and babysat his infant (from his fairly recent divorce) when he had weekend custody. Mr. Carson, or Carson to her, was a former professional athlete turned sports broadcaster and product spokesman. In his mid 30s, he was athletic and, in Bethany's mind, a rare person. He treated her as a person, and not just as the neighbor's daughter, whom he'd known since she was 14. She had a key to his house and could come and go as she pleased. She used his pool whenever she wanted (since her dad wouldn't install a pool) and Carson and Bethany had become good friends. In recent months, after turning 18, her parents she even spent the night in his house when he was out of town or when he went on dates, as he never seemed to come home those nights.
Carson knew (though Bethany didn't realize that he knew) that for more than a year, Bethany occasionally brought guys whom she was dating over to his house at night -where they'd fool around, skinny dip and enjoy the big place. Carson didn't mind, however, as he felt she was old enough to be exploring. In fact, he was a bit amused by the whole thing, and wished he'd had such an understanding neighbor when he was a teen.
What Carson didn't realize is that several weeks ago, Bethany had found Carson's private stash of "homemade" adult movies. Mostly movies of Carson with one (or more than one) young lady, Bethany had watched everyone one of them, occasionally masturbating as she watched and learned. Carson has a rather wild, if private, sex life. Bethany was most shocked to recognize one of the young ladies in the videos was Karen, of one of her best friends, who had graduated last year.
One Friday Night, Bethany was sitting for Carson while he went out on a date. Not expecting him to return at all, she planned to spend the night - and had invited Ben, her currently boyfriend, over to play. After some pool time, she invited Ben in and decided to share with him one of her favorite of Carson's homemade videos. As they were lying naked, fooling around and watching Carson with some young woman on his own big screen TV, they heard Carson's garage door open. Ben, afraid of being caught, jumped up and ran out back, over the fence, and was gone. Bethany barely had time to put on her short skirt and blouse (no time for her panties or bra, which she shoved into her bag) and turn off the big screen TV (no time to get the tape out), before Carson walked in.
Carson, seeing Bethany lying on one of his leather couches, looking flustered, smiled. "Hey Bethany! Sorry, I guess you didn't expect me back so soon, did you? You are used to my being gone all night. I probably should have called. So, how was your evening?"
Trying to cover herself as much as possible, Bethany smiled at him, "Oh, nothing much happened, a rather quiet night. So, how was the date?"
As Carson removed his coat, unbuttoning his shirt a couple of buttons, he tried very hard not to look too obvious as he admired Bethany's legs, "Well, obviously not exactly the evening I expected. She just was not my type. Damn, its hot out, I am going to grab a beer, want anything?"
"A beer as well, if you don't mind and if you won't tell my parents" Bethany grinned, while sitting up. Carson grabbed a couple of beers and handed Bethany one while sitting down beside her.
"Bethany, you don't have to lie to me" Carson leaned nearer, smiling at her, "I know that you've had guys over before. In fact, I know that you and some guy were skinny dipping in my pool last weekend. My nosy neighbor saw you two and thought I was throwing one of my kink . . ... umm . . thought I was having a party. Besides" as Carson leaned a bit closer, his hand moving to the top buttoned button of Bethany's blouse "if you don't mind my noticing, I do believe you were wearing a bra earlier. You are also buttoned crooked . .so I guess I interrupted something by coming home early. Tell Ben or whomever you are dating now that I am sorry - and that he's a lucky guy!"
At that, Bethany blushed a bit, realizing that she was in fact buttoned crooked and unbuttoned way too much, giving Carson quite a view. Still, she didn't remove Carson's hand. "You really think he is lucky?"
"Absolutely, yes. Bethany, if I were in high school - hell, if I were in college, I'd be after you!" Carson was trying not to think the thoughts he was thinking about Bethany, but her breasts we nearly visible through the thin fabric of her blouse, her nipples were almost as if she were aroused, and her skirt barely covered 1/4 of her thighs. He'd been in the mood all day, thinking about tonight's date, and now here he was with someone 1/2 his age, but infinitely more desirable. Already well developed and an athlete herself, Bethany was everything he looked for in a young woman, other than a bit TOO young.
