Bedding the babysitter - S01 E49

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Bedding the babysitter - S01 E49

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

"Yes, she can help you sort out all your feelings like she did for me," I explained.

"But she seduced you," Mom pointed out.

"She opened the door to who I am," I corrected. After a brief pause, I added, "Plus, although she is a Mistress, she is above all a compassionate woman. Promise me you will talk to her if she comes over or invites you over."

"Ok," she reluctantly agreed.

At the theatre, Mom smiled. 'Call me if you need me to pick you up

"Will do," I smiled and have her a quick hug, like I had always done.

I watched her pull away and my anxiety instantly grew. Considering all I had done the past couple of weeks, and the fact that Ashley and I had already had sex, albeit under strange circumstances, I was incredibly nervous. I entered the theatre and saw Ashley already there. She too had on a plaid skirt, black stockings and a pink blouse. She looked so adorable, so sweet and yet so sexy. I felt a chill go up my spine just looking at her. I could tell though, that like me, she was nervous.

I walked over to her and she handed me a ticket. "I got here early to make sure we got tickets, she said, handing me my ticket.

"Good call," I replied, before adding wittily, "two great minds think alike."

"What?" she asked, confused.

"We could be fashion twins, I joked.

"I wanted to try to pull off what you have been lately, her tone implying flattery.

"Well, that you did," I confirmed, "you look adorable."

"As do you," she returned the compliment.

"Well, it's settled. We both look adorable."

"Agreed," she laughed, her smile so radiant. "We are two hotties."

"Darın right," I laughed. "Now let's go get some snacks"

We waited in line and talked about cheerleading and the upcoming competition in three weeks. Ashley flattered me. "I can't believe how quickly you learned all our routines."

"Well, Ms Hopkins scares me. She is a drill sergeant."

"True, but she has a heart of gold underneath that intense exterior," Ashley pointed out.

I complimented her back. 'And you are the silent leader of the group.

"Not really," she said, uncomfortable with getting praise.

I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "Seriously, this group would be lost without you."

Suddenly there was silence as I carelessly made the first move by accident and in case I had any doubts if this was potentially more than a date it became obvious by the nervous awkwardness of the moment. Before I had time to consider this, the cashier called next and I let go off her warm hand and smiled, "What would you like?"

The moment passed, we ordered a big tub of popcorn to share and a couple of drinks. Once in the theatre and seated, we both had time to consider our feelings. We each grabbed some popcorn and ate as a way to avoid the awkward conversation that we both were obviously insecure about. Suddenly my phone rang and it was a text from Karen.

Karen: Have u fucked her yet?

I went instantly red.

Ashley asked, "You ok?"

"Yes," I replied, putting my phone on vibrate.

"Are you really going to the prom with Troy?' Ashley asked.

I shrugged. "It happened so quick. One moment I am a shy, nerdy outcast, the next a popular cheerleader. I never really had a chance to catch my breath. We have not even talked other than at school."

"Do you want to?" she asked, her facial expression so insecure.

"I don't know. I have never had a boy interested in me, but now that I do I realized something." I admitted, after a brief consideration.

"What is that?" Ashley asked, anticipating my every word.

"I am not really interested in boys. "I threw the hint out there,

scared to declare my confirmed lesbian status, yet hinting at it in a way to say I was available to her. After a brief silence, I asked, "Are you going with anyone?"

"I was supposed to go with Dixon, but we broke up last night," she revealed, seemingly opening the door for me the same way I had for her.

"Oh," I replied, "how did that go over?"

She smiled, clearly not heartbroken by the ending of the relationship. "He told me I was a cock-tease, a bitch and that I would regret dumping him."

"You dumped him?"

This time her hand went to mine and she revealed, "I have fallen for someone else."

My face flushed again and I was briefly speechless. After a lingering silence where the silence spoke wonders, I asked, tentatively, even though every sign screamed yes, "Me?"

"Yes, you, Jenny," she admitted, playfully slapping my shoulder. "I always questioned my sexuality, and the fact that I never remotely wanted to have sex with Dixon only enhanced my doubt of my true sexuality. Dixon and I never had intercourse. I gave him head a few times, but that was it and I can't say that was even remotely appealing. After a pause she added, "Other than the odd fooling around with the girls in hotels at cheerleading competitions, I am rather inexperienced."

"I was too, until very recently, I admitted, hoping to make her less Insecure about her lack of experience.

"Jenny, I like you, I mean I like-like you," she admitted nervously, putting her heart on her sleeve, her cheeks ruby red.

I didn't hesitate when I repeated her words, "I like-like you too, Ashley

Her eyes lit up, her cautious smile broke wide open and ignoring the quickly filling theatre, she leaned in and kissed me. The kiss was soft and tender; cautious and sweet. It only lasted a few seconds, five maybe, before we broke it realizing the setting for such intimacy was not ideal.