Copyright 2005 Franklin Stein

Warning of adult content.

Latex Babysitter:

Tim was about to put the plan into action that Lian had given him. Jane had arrived a few minutes ago and was downstairs talking to his mother. Tim had placed various lurid items around the house for Jane to find as instructed she was bound to stumble upon one of them making her curious. Miniature cameras were dotted around the house ready to monitor Jane's progress. Tim watched Jane on one of the cameras she tossed back her long straight blond hair. She had a nice firm facial complexion that didn't give her true age away. Jane's Burgundy glossed lips toyed with a cigarette Tim was confident that soon those same lips would be aimlessly sliding over the shaft of his penis. Tim zoomed in on Jane's brown shinny spandex-coated legs and paned up towards her crotch. The white cotton jumper Jane wore just hung over her hips concealing her crotch. Jane always wore similar clothes to what she was wearing now and it drove Tim wild with desire every time. When Jane got up to see Tim's mother out of the front door a thong was outlined through the tight spandex. It was time for the games to begin. Jane walked upstairs into the bathroom she always went to the toilet before saying hello to Tim this time though she would be on candid camera. Tim switched the feeds but to his utter annoyance was greeted with a blank screen. Never mind Tim thought Jane might find her first gift with a bit of luck. After spending a considerable longer time in the bathroom Jane strangely went straight downstairs without saying hello to Tim. Tim checked the location of the latex thong he had left in the bathroom cupboard. The black latex garment was gone in there place was a tangled black spandex thong. Tim's dick shot to attention as he realised Jane was playing her own game. Tim left the thong next to the toilet rolls and looked over to the toilet roll holder next to the toilet where before there was only a small strip of toilet roll left there was now a full toilet roll. Tim wondered if the ploy was too obvious but he was sure the item had been placed far enough back in the cupboard. Now he imagined the knickers were wrapped around Jane's slender hips concealed under those lovely spandex leggings.

Jane looked in on Tim he was mesmerised by his favourite one hour T.V. program. Jane walked out of Tim's room and Tim immediately switched the channel to follow Jane around the house. Tim in the knowledge that Jane had at some point got to change back into her own underwear had fixed the feed in the bathroom. Jane walked into the bathroom and retrieved the under wear from the cupboard. She simply rolled up the thong, put it into her leather coat pocket and walked out of the bathroom. One step at a time Tim patiently thought to himself. As Tim's mother came home there was a frantic rush around the house to collect up the lurid items and remove the latex outfits from his mother's cupboard maybe Jane would snoop into that next time. Jane leant over and pecked Tim on the cheek as she went to leave not realising that Tim had slipped his hand into her coat pocket and stolen her thong as she did so. Tim felt like humiliating Jane there and then by pulling down her leggings but he resisted the temptation knowing full well that Jane would return next week in the palm of his hands. Jane walked out completely unaware that her thong now belonged to Tim.  Tim unrolled the thong and inspected it more closely Jane's skin fragments and dark shinny pubic hair littered the inside.

Jane arrived for another babysitting session wearing a tan coloured skirt and matching turtleneck jersey. Tim wondered why the sudden change of style, with this outfit there was no way to gauge the type of underwear she wore. Tim's mother left and Jane checked in on Tim. "Hello Tim."
"Oh hi."
"What are you doing today then, anything planned?"
"My T.V. programmes are on so that'll take me to about lunchtime."
"Oh right. If you need anything I'll be downstairs ok."
"Yeah." Jane left and Tim began to monitor her. She walked downstairs and sat in front of the T.V. for a while. Tim began to think that not much more would happen but then Jane began to act suspiciously. She crept upstairs and put her ear to Tim's door his was watching his programme. Jane crept into Tim's parent's room she could hear Tim's programme through the wall. Tim smiled broadly the game had begun. Jane's slowly opened Tim's mother cupboard and was greeted by an array or latex fetish wear. After thumbing through various items she pulled out a black latex thong, black latex Basque with a red triangle down the front, red latex stockings and opera gloves. Jane covertly rolled the items up into a towel and sneaked into the bathroom. Jane had no privacy from Tim as she began to strip on screen. Tim had been waiting for this moment for quite some time. Even if not much else happened at least he would get to keep images of Jane naked. Jane stood in a tight cream panty corset contemplating her next move. Jane unhooked the gusset of the panty corset and stepped into the latex thong. Jane closed her eyes and slowly drew the novelty underwear up her legs. "No!" Tim said in annoyance as the thong was pulled snugly in place with a swift skilful operation that completely protected Jane's dignity. Tim wasn't too worried because the thong Jane had selected was designed to feed into the wearer's pussy lips as she walked making the wearer practically naked anyway. Disappointment met Tim once more as Jane turned her back on the camera moments before shedding the panty corset. Jane trotted forward her pert buttocks wiggling about either side of the tight thong. She picked up the Basque and threw it onto her torso before reaching around the back to zip it up. Jane bent over to pick up the latex stockings as she did so a light groan escaped her lips and she stumbled back slightly. Jane sat on a nearby chair to regained her composure after the titillating sensation. Tim zoomed in on Jane's latex crotch her pussy's lips were clearly defined. Jane was about to put on the first stocking when she stopped and begun to get dressed she had decided to wear the latex thong and Basque under her normal clothes for the rest of the day.

Jane once again visited Tim in his room as he watched his programme. "Still watching T.V. ah don't you want to do something else love at least make me feel like I'm earning my money."
"You can pass me that T.V. guide if you like." Jane looked down at the magazine with slight trepidation. Last time she bent over in this thong she almost fell over and Tim knew it. Jane slowly bent over to pick up the magazine the nobly seam was sliding deeper into her pussy lips and rubbing against her clitoris. She passed Tim the item he requested half-squatting and straightened up. As she did so she stumbled forward once more. Tim pretended not to notice as her skin went a shade of pink and she sat on Tim's bed breathing deeply trying desperately to avoid the oncoming orgasm. Jane had become a prisoner paralysed on Tim's bed in fear. Unable to move through fear of orgasm; the longer she stayed the more likely Tim was to notice she thought. Tim of coarse knew exactly what was happening and had to resist the temptation of jumping Jane right there and then. The feeling subsided and Jane slowly exited Tim's room, the situation excited Jane greatly. Jane went into the toilet and rapidly stripped out of her outer garments and sat on the chair. One of her hands found its way to her latex crotch and the other started to maul her latex confined breasts. Jane's body manipulation intensified and gentle groaning noises escaped her pert lips. Jane wiggled about in her seat with her head flung back as the feeling built and her sounds of pleasure grew. After a while Tim could hear Jane through the wall as she completely got lost in the situation. The moment Tim had been waiting for so long came in an instance as one of Jane's breasts fell out of the latex cups shortly afterwards the other breast was released as the Basque became rolled up into little more than a waist band. Jane's large nipples jiggled as she huffed in lung fulls of air rapidly. After a quiet scream Jane's actions died down and she reclined in the seat limply. After a short pause she stood up and pulled down the thong in full view of the camera the Basque was also removed from her shinny body. Tim carefully panned up and down her body with the camera. The first time he had seen Jane in the flesh so to speak. A tuff of damp shinny pubic hair did little to hide Jane's loose vaginal lips. She picked up a towel and dried off her body quietly talking to herself. Phase two was now approaching this would be the one were Jane would take the babysitting job for granted and mainly concentrate on her pleasure becoming more and more daring with where she experimented. Jane hand washed the garments she had borrowed and returned them to Tim's mother’s cupboard. While there she glanced upon the suit that Tim had planned for her to ultimately try on. It was a one-piece medium thickness latex catsuit. Once inside the wearer would be concealed from head to toe in tight restrictive latex. The lucky recipient would also find her vagina and anus stuffed full with dildoe. Jane was not yet ready for that but given time she would be. "Beth I would never have guessed you were in to this!" Jane spoke to herself as she stroked the dildoes with her forefinger. Jane stood staring at the outfit a while before closing the cupboard door.

Jane arrived once more to look after Tim. Again she was wearing her spandex leggings and Kashmir jersey. Tim's mother and Jane talked for about five minutes and then Tim’s mother left for work. Jane first checked on Tim he was as usual for this time of day was watching his favourite programmes. No with the formalities over with Jane went into Tim's parent's room and began to snoop once more. Jane unconcerned by the fact Tim was only next door began to rapidly strip naked. Jane had obviously developed a slight latex fetish and couldn't wait to get her next fix. From the cupboard Jane selected a leather cinch, her favourite latex thong and the opera gloves and stockings she decided not to wear on her last outing. Jane seductively dusted some talcum powder onto her legs before slotting her left foot into the latex stocking. The latex material easily flowed up her leg and over her thigh as she tugged it into place. With a snap the stocking rim clamped onto her thigh. A similar process was gone through for the other leg. As Jane kited herself out in fetish wear she had completely forgotten her responsibilities. If Tim walked in now he would see the mature naked form of Jane sat on the bed with her once elegant thighs held hostage within a pair of sultry stockings as she pulled in place the second of the latex opera gloves. Jane strode over to the full-length mirror and pulled the cinch up her torso. Jane pulled tight on the laces of the cinch forming her already slender torso into a sharp hourglass. "I feel like a real slut now Beth! Is this the way John likes you? Maybe John would like an additional playmate." Jane whispered to herself while she rubbed her latex clad legs together and stroked her torso in front of the mirror. Jane’s latex influenced comments were caught on tape with ultra sensitive microphones and her sauntering strut was caught from various angles by hidden digital cameras. The suit in the cupboard caught Jane's eye once more in the mirror. Jane slowly turned around and walked up to the suit it was time to stop playing around she knew what she really wanted to experience what she had dreamt about since day one with that special latex thong; complete latex encasement. Jane took the suit from the cupboard and laid it out on the bed. Jane threw off the cinch and slowly peeled off the opera gloves and stockings. Jane gazed at the dildoes she knew getting the suit on would be an ordeal. "I'm going to need a little helping hand!" Jane said as she stroked the thong. Jane bent over and planted her hand into her crotch from behind. Within moments she was rolling about on the floor as an orgasm liquefied her mind. She slowly pulled herself up onto the bed with the thong rolled up half way down her thighs. Jane pulled the thong down and off her legs completely before pulling the suit over her lap. Doubts lingered in Jane's mind as she pondered the double dildoes being locked into her sensitive love sockets. She had never practised anal sex before she wondered if she could take it. Putting her doubts aside for one moment she liberally rubbed her body down with talcum powder. Jane gathered her long blonde hair up into the high ponytail that the hood of the suit dictated she wore. Jane stepped into the legs of the suit it was a very tight fit. Jane was not chubby by any stretch of the imagination but even with the aid of the talcum powder she had to use all her strength to haul the suit up her legs. Jane wondered for a moment how the tubby Beth managed with this suit. The suit was up around the top of Jane's thighs, the anal dildoe was resting against her pert buttocks. It was now the moment of truth. Jane slicked the shaft up with K.Y and aimed it directly at her anus. At first the pain was indescribable as the chunky menace was forced past her anus but as Jane relaxed slightly she was surprised at how easily the full length slid into her anal passage. Jane manoeuvred the other dildoe into her vagina it was a bit bigger than her husband's penis but nothing she couldn't manage. The dildoe tapered into a mound that Jane's pussy lips seemed to gobble up as they slid over the mound. Jane pulled the suit up around her waist but she couldn't help but grab at her tightly encased buttocks she moved further down her body rubbing her captive legs. Quickly she realised her whole body could feel this way and she continued to dress. As Tim watched the process he had thought at first that Jane would chicken out when it came to inserting the dildoes but she had took them in her stride. Tim realised that this meant that Jane would be going all the way and so he had to also. Today would have to be the day where he took Jane captive and played with her like a sex toy. Jane had forced one of her arms into the suit and was midway through dressing the other. Jane slotted her ponytail through the hood and stretched the hood over her head. There was only one thing left to complete the transformation from babysitter to deviant; do up the zipper at the back. Jane didn't hesitate as she slowly tugged the zipper up whilst breathing in, what Jane didn't know is that she would not be the one undoing the zipper. As the zipper was completely fastened Tim let Jane naively play with her rubber-clad body for a while in front of the mirror. Tim watched Jane like an instruction manual documenting where she liked to caress herself.  Then as Tim licked his lips he turned on the vibrators. Jane clenched her legs together tightly and looked down in shock, as a sexual ambush dawned on her. With Jane’s grace stolen she started stumbling back and forth and finally fell onto the bed. Jane had not planed on this over stimulating situation and she frantically reached around her back and tugged at the zip but it would not budge. Jane immediately new she was in deep trouble but she didn't have the presence of mind to find a means of escape. Jane instead nestled her head in the pillow and tried to muffle her dirty screams from Tim next door. Maybe the suit would turn off after a while she hoped. Tim watched in hysterics as Jane’s latex disgraced form lay squirming about face down. The screams of passion were audible through the walls even with Jane's head buried deep within the pillow. Tim grinned as he realised Jane had lost control of the situation not like last week were she could stop at anytime. This week Jane would be fucked by the suit into a wet dream and as she lay dreaming Tim would further her dreamy state by manipulating her body. First though Tim had to increase the stimulation. As Tim turned the gyrating option on the pussy pleasure vibrator on Jane raised her head from the pillows and screamed out in tortured bliss. The fact that Tim had not immediately rushed in made Jane a little less concerned maybe she had over reacted, maybe the walls were thicker than she had first thought she kidded herself. Even if Tim did walk in now she could do little, what will be will be Jane thought to herself as another wave of heat rushed through her soul. Tim sensed Jane's mind was growing weary as she struggled less and less with the sexual hijack. 

Tim crept into the room holding the items he needed to completely enslave his mature babysitter. Tim had turned off Jane’s stimulation so he knew that Jane would probably be at least half asleep by now. Jane was laying on her front with her arms crossed above her head. She was in a light slumber completely unaware of Tim’s presence. Tim carefully moved around the back of the head board with a pair of handcuffs in hand. Jane stirred slightly causing Tim to hide timidly behind the silver head board of the bed. Jane wrists were near the silver frame of the head board all Tim had to do was ever so carefully click the handcuffs in place to leave Jane fettered to the head of the bed. Tim gently raised Jane’s left latex fist and slipped the bondage bracelet in place before gently clicking in shut. Jane’s other wrist was secured with equal trepidation and without a hitch. Jane murmured a dirty sentence causing Tim to flinch once more. With increased confidence Tim shackled Jane’s ankles to the foot of the bed with leather and chain leg irons. Tim ran his hand over Jane’s shinny black buttocks. Jane groaned in response unaware that Tim was the one groping her. Tim decided to take it further by kneading Jane’s breasts. Once more Jane groaned out in pleasure. Wasting no more time Tim picked up a cleave gag with a large rubber ball behind the front leather panel. The gag would be secured in place by a strap running around Jane’s cheeks in the traditional sense but also with and additional forked strap running over Jane’s forehead. Tim in a now or never moment forced the gag in place past Jane’s glossy lips. As Jane came to her senses she began to scream out in rage, kicking and trashing in every direction. Tim quickly strapped to gag in place with the straps running around her head and over her head. Tim was amazed as Jane’s screams of rage were converted to dirty muffled moans and squeals of pleasure by the gag. If it wasn’t for the wide eyed expression of rage expressed in Jane’s face Tim could have easily believed she was enjoying her new roll as latex love doll. Tim’s next item of attire for Jane was a thick posture collar once in place it would completely lock Jane’s head in place facing forward. Jane’s struggles increased as the collar was quickly locked in place. “I know you like boots Jane so take a look at these ones you’ll be wearing.” Tim paraded a pair of black leather ballet boots in front of Jane. A spiked heel forced the wearer to walk on tiptoes everywhere. Jane could appreciate the good craftsmanship of the devious shoes but was shocked by the fact the uncomfortable spiked shoes she occasionally wore were conservative compared to these shoes. Jane felt her left foot become restricted into the tight boot. A curved sole forced Jane’s foot to curve to a point. Then the foot was tightly locked in place as the front zipper was pulled up and locked. Jane’s other foot was soon also completely helpless. Next Tim laid out a thick latex boned corset on the bed before rolling Jane’s immobilised torso onto it. Jane was completely unaware of the situation until she felt the oxygen squeezed out of her lungs. Up until that point Jane had been furiously struggling against her bondage. The tight corset had restricted her breathing in such a way as to completely sap her strength. There was no time for struggling now if she didn’t concentrate on her breathing she would pass out. The corset had converted Jane from an angry woman to the docile love doll Tim was aiming for. One last thing would complete Jane’s bondage; a single arm glove. First Tim strapped the glove in place around Jane shoulders. As Tim released Jane from the handcuffs instinctively her struggles increased but Jane was a shadow of her former self her baby strength arms were easily guided into the single arm glove. Tim pulled up the zipper on the single arm glove tightly binding Jane’s arms together behind her back. Tim motioned Jane into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Jane was giddy from the lack of oxygen to say the least her latex form lurched all over Tim as he strongly supported her. Noticing that Jane was on the verge of unconsciousness Tim pinched her nostrils shut. Jane’s pupils dilated before her mind shut down, her eyes slipped backwards into eyelids and she went completely limp. Tim released the corsets grip a bit and Jane slowly came around to the realisation that this was no game. A look of gratitude fleeted across Jane’s face before she realised she had nothing to be grateful for. Tim hauled Jane up onto her weak legs. “Oh I almost forgot!”
“Emmmerh….Errr…Errr!” Jane groaned under the gag as Tim turned the dildoes back on. Tim ran his hand up Jane’s rubber coated thigh resting it on the Jane’s humming crotch. Tim marched a latex disgraced housewife to the guest bedroom. Jane stalled momentarily as her latex encased thighs began to tremble like a purring kitten.  Tim smiled wickedly as a look of shame appeared across Jane’s face. Jane was trying desperately to avoid an orgasm. Tim thrust Jane’s body against his in an embrace while massaging her latex coated buttocks. It was all too much for Jane who convulsed in orgasm and lurched against Tim as her strong legs gave way. Tim’s massaging had changed to spanking. Jane grunted each time Tim struck the latex covering Jane’s backside. Soon Jane was on her knees being spanked by Tim in tortured sexual bliss. Tim pulled Jane to her feet once more and led her out of the room. Tim moved Jane into the guest room where he had set up a stool in front of a mirror. The stool was made up of a bicycle saddle fixed to a tripod. Tim motioned Jane onto the saddle; she was glad to take the weight off her bound feet. Tim smiled deviously before pressing a button on the side of the stool. Jane grunted as she was thrust up into the air, her torso squirmed about on the saddle as her feet searched blindly for the floor that was inches away from her pointed toes. Jane watched curiously as Tim approached her with a spray gun and cloth. “I’m going to polish you down now, feel free to climax a few more times!” The insulting comments had a stinging truth to them; Jane had already climaxed at the hands of Tim. Now as he massaged the polish into the latex tightly covering her left breast she knew she would climax again before he was finished. As the cloth passed over the latex a gentle squeaking noise permeated into her skin with every stroke. The vibrators ground to a halt as the batteries went dead but they had done their job Jane’s pussy was completely numb only a slight tingling remained. With the vibrators off Jane’s attention was focussed in on the grouping hands of Tim around her torso. The feeling was nice but it wasn’t nearly enough. Jane tried stealthily to replicate the sensation in her thighs by gently rubbing them together. Tim smiled inwardly not letting on that he knew Jane was becoming frustrated. He knew that soon she would be overtly rubbing her thighs together to please herself. Jane gazed at herself in the mirror her upper torso was shimmering back at her she looked stunning. As Jane gazed at herself her thighs had started to purposefully move against one another. Jane kidded herself that Tim didn’t realise she was trying to please herself. Tim polished Jane’s thighs and legs at the same pace with which he had covered her torso. “That is nice but you’re not quite shinny enough,” Tim said as he opened a case, “I’m going to use this thing!” Tim brandished an electric drill with a circular cloth attachment. “Have you ever been forced into a wet dream Jane?” Tim begun Jane’s ordeal, she squirmed on the chair trying to resist what Tim said he was going to do to her. Jane’s body tensed up and she moaned in orgasm as the device moved to her inner thighs. It was the first orgasm of many as Tim directed the device to different parts of Jane’s body every place triggering a slightly different orgasm. Electrical tingling sensations coursed through her body from the point of contact of the device. Tim moved the device up and down Jane’s prone and captive body. She flip flopped about on the chair like a fish out of water. The ordeal went on for hours, Jane had resisted but it was getting to her she moved with less purpose and her heavy eyelid gaze signalled she wouldn’t last much longer. The catsuit she wore was as shinny as it was ever going to be but this didn’t stop Tim, he seemed to have all the time in the world. Jane’s facial expressions had been caught in minute detail by video recording throughout and finally her defeat was caught. Suddenly Jane’s facial expression went blank her eyes slowly closed and her head bobbed forward as she lurched in her seat. “You’re mine now slut, dream about me fucking you, you can’t wake up!” Tim repeatedly whispered into Jane’s ear. The comments sank into her helpless subconscious leaving her without rest even in her dreams. Jane remained fast asleep as Tim released the corset and removed it to the ground. Jane adjusted her breathing to suit her newly enlarged lung capacity. “Each breath you take sends you deeper to sleep,” Tim whispered in Jane’s ear a form of amateur hypnosis, “Deeper to sleep, deeper to sleep, you can’t wake up.” Tim repeated the same words with every breath Jane took. Jane would not be waking up anytime soon she was now dreaming of submission. Tim unfastened the singer arm glove Jane had been bound by it was now she would resist if she was even still aware of what was going on. Her lifeless latex clad arms fell to her sides there was not going to be any fight back Tim had done a first class job on her. Tim un-strapped the gag Jane had been silenced with and slowly retracted it from her face. Jane’s lax lips slipped over the ball gag making a dirty hungry slurping noise. A chain of dribble ran from Jane’s face to the gag as it was pulled away and tossed to the floor carelessly. Tim unlocked the zipper and every so slowly savouring the moment slid the zip down Jane’s back revealing her sweaty pale torso heaving in and out lung fulls of breath. Tim carefully stretched the hood off of Jane’s head leaving it dangling over her front. Jane’s tightly bound hair was soaked through with the sweat from her head. Tim had a pair of handcuffs on stand by just in case he found resistance while pulling Jane’s arms out of the suit. He need not have bothered though she was to far gone to care that she was being stripped by an adolescent. Tim was entranced by Jane’s large clammy breasts dangling lifelessly as he pulled the top half of the suit down to Jane’s waist. Jane’s nipples were standing to attention, whatever she was dreaming about she was enjoying herself! Tim pressed a button on the seat and Jane plopped down with her feet now easily touching the floor. Tim pulled Jane to her feet and moved her over to the bed. Her sweaty torso rubbed off over Tim’s clothes as he manoeuvred her to a face up lying position on the bed. Jane was roused from her sleep momentarily as she was moved, she desperately tried to cling to the physical world and protest at what she knew was going on there but she quickly slipped back into her rubbery dream, unable to resist. Tim smiled as a look of anger fleeted across Jane’s face before she slipped back off to the dream word he had banished her to. In a slow determined move Tim tugged at the hips of the suit and dragged it slowly off of the remainder of Jane’s body. Tim looked closely as the dildoes were retracted from Jane’s pussy and anus. Jane’s pussy had no resistance left in it her pussy lips were easily manipulated by Tim’s fingers. Tim looked over his quarry as it lay in naked motionless. The game had not ended yet this once confident woman would never be the same again.

Jane’s slowly woke up in the bedroom where it had all begun. She looked around in a confused state still wearing the catsuit she had put on earlier. It was dull rubber though not the shinny catsuit Tim had polished it into. Surely it hadn’t been a dream it seemed so real the way Tim had manhandled her. Tim smiled on camera at the confused Jane he could see the disappointment in her expression growing. Jane stormed out of the room still in the latex catsuit in search of evidence. She went to the spare room but inside she found it empty. Tim was almost laughing the stupid woman would never find the truth that way. She would be left with the uncertainty that she had been molested by Tim. Jane sat on the bed in the spare room trying to remember the events she was certain she had experienced. They were so bizarre she could easily believe they didn’t actually happen. Had she really been lured into a latex trap by Tim and then made completely helpless at his hands with equipment she had never heard of. The only purpose this process she was currently undertaking served to do was to turn her on. She had a range of new fantasies to explore she started to see him in a new light. Maybe if she took greater risks she would end up with what she really wanted. Her mind drifted off as she began to caress the inside of her latex clad thigh, trying to mimic what she thought Tim had done to her. In an instant she came out of her trance and reached around her back to try the zip, thinking it would answer the questions she still had. To her disappointment she found that it was not locked and she started to wonder if her being trapped was also a dream. She slowly trailed back to the main bedroom half hoping Tim would catch her wearing the suit and do something devious to her but it wasn’t going to happen. Back in the main room she found her clothes as she had left them, it was time to come to the realisation that she had a very dirty mind and secret desires for Tim. Jane stripped out of the suit and the scent of her body odour greeted her. The smell triggered a faint memory of Tim stripping her from the suit once before. Was it a true memory or part of her fantasy she could no longer tell as her thought process lingered for a moment? She boldly walked to the bathroom naked. On route she popped her head around Tim’s door and told him she would be taking a shower. “Ok.” Tim said with a smile as he looked her in the face knowing that she was naked behind the door. Jane walked into the bathroom purposely leaving the door ajar. As Jane showered she kept an eye on the crack in the door for Tim. What she didn’t know was that Tim didn’t need to peek through a crack in the door he had a full view of her nakedness on the computer screen. He decided though it may be a good idea to play along anyway. A smile Jane tried hard to conceal appeared across her face as she caught a glimpse of Tim peeking through the corner of her eye. Jane saw an opportunity to make Tim obsessed with her and so started to caress her body in a sexual manor. She slowly ran her hands up the length of her long legs over her abdomen and to their final destination cupping her breasts. What she didn’t expect was the rush of excitement she felt turning into intense heat as an orgasm swept through her. She had done more to stimulate herself than Tim as she continued to explore herself. The fact that she knew Tim was watching made the feelings she usually had when she did this so much more intense now. Jane turned her body to face the doorway to give Tim a better view, her head remained facing away from the door so as not to alert Tim that she knew he was there. Tim vanished from the doorway to attend to other business. Jane got out of the shower and went about drying herself. She wrapped her hair in one towel and then found the smallest towel she could to wrap around her torso. The white bath towel barely covered her crotch at the bottom and her breasts at the top. She confidently strolled out of the bathroom knowing the towel around her waist only maintained the lie between Tim and Jane that Tim had not seen her naked. She was portrayed on camera as a complete slut as she walked into Tim’s room and perched on the edge of the bed inquiring as to what he was doing. “Are you happy watching T.V. isn’t there anything else you would like to do?” Jane said suggestively as she crossed her legs making the towel ride further up her thighs giving a preordained obscured view of her pubic region to Tim, “Don’t you want to do something with me?”  One of Jane’s nipples slipped out from behind the towel as she leant back. Tim pretended not to notice Jane’s advances but instead recorded them on tape as part of his game plan for her unconditional submission to him. “No thanks Jane.” Jane left the room frustrated what did she have to do get that boy to notice her. 

to be continued, probably, if I can be bothered to, if not someone else will.

I have another version of this as well.

Don't speak to me about grammer and seplling. I only learned English last year, before this time I spoke Escebardo.