I sometimes think it's funny how clueless parents can be. I don't know if it's just because they are so caught up in their own lives that they don't want to bother raising their kids and teaching them right from wrong, or if they really think TV is the better teacher and just let their kids get their morals from network sit-coms.
They drop their kids off at movies or sporting events and go about their lives thinking their kids are safe because they are in a 'public' setting. What they don't realize is as soon as their taillights fade into the distance Johnny and Katie are under the bleachers smoking cigarettes, or feeling each other up in the darkness of the movie theatre. Seriously, most 12 year olds know more about sex than I do at 22 having gone through college.
Hell, when I was 12 I was still wrestling with the rumor that girls had cuties and worried that my friends would find out that I had said 'Hi' to little Suzie in the hall. Now 12 year olds are giving each other oral sex, screwing multiple partners and fucking their teachers.
But I guess you and I aren't here to talk about how irresponsible parents are and complain about it... we are here to talk about how irresponsible parents are and how it got me laid.
When I got done with college I found a job in a city half-way across the country from where I had grown up. Since I had very few social connections and a non-existent support structure I searched until I found a church that I felt at home in and started getting involved.
About six months after I started out helping with the young adult ministry, they came to me and asked me to start at Friday evening event where the kids twelve to fifteen could come and play games, listen to music and interact in a church environment without 'parental supervision.'
Since I didn't have anything better to do I agreed. They let me decide how to lead it and what, if any, curriculum there would be. They gave me a nice budget with which I was able to convert an old storage room into a cool hang out with a nice stereo system, big old bean bags and overstuffed chairs, a couple of computers and a video game system. I made sure all the content on the computers and video games were suitable, that the music was all message based and just let the kids decide what they wanted to do.
It was actually quite fun, even though these kids would always whip me at the video games. They welcomed the chance to get out of the house and interact without mom and dad lording over them like when they were home. At 8 we would put in a movie, something that appropriate but still good, and when the movie was over the kids went home.
When it started to grow in number, they decided that I needed a couple of helpers. And that, I suppose, is when the real fun began.
After putting an announcement in the church bulletin I had half a dozen people show up the next Friday wanting to help. Two boys, Charlie and Todd, and 4 girls; Carly, Amy, Leah and Kate. They were all active in the church – I knew most of them from other activities I had participated in. They were good kids and I was glad to have them their. But one of them in particular, I was more exited about than the rest.
Leah was young but possibly the sexiest girl I had ever met. But she wasn't slutty-sexy, where you know right up front what the girl is about. She was that pure, shy type that leads your mind down the dirtiest paths. She was tall and petite, close to 5'8", with long straight blonde hair that hung halfway down her back. Her eyes were so ice blue they almost looked unnatural. And she was a stylish girl – always wearing skits and nice cloths that showed off just enough of her body to know that she was developing into quite a woman. The best part was that she had recently turned 18, which meant I didn't have to feel like a creepy old man when I fantasized about her.
Having the help proved great; the boys seemed to gravitate to Todd and Charlie who in turn proved much better at the video games than I was. Amy was a computer whiz and helped me set up even more activities on the computer that the kids all thought were 'cool.' And Carly, Amy and Leah all worked on finishing the decorating of the room, adding that woman's touch that my efforts severely lacked.
Because of their being there I got to get started on my paperwork that I was required to submit to the church leaders after each week's session before the movie started. As I sat at the big round table in the back of the room the three girls came bouncing over, as young girls will do, their developing breasts bouncing and jiggling. I wondered if these girls knew what kind of effect that had on men and then figured that probably they did, and probably that's why they did it.
"The decorations are all done," Carly said bubbling with excitement.
I put down my pencil and surveyed the room. "Wow, you girls do good work. I might have to get you to come decorate my apartment!"
While the other two girls laughed and giggled Leah looked at me and said seriously, "I'd love to come over to your apartment."
The other girls stopped laughing and looked at Leah astonished; the air was very tense. Then Leah let out a little giggle and the other girls relaxed and started laughing again and all three bounded off to clean up the mess they had made making the decorations. Only Leah's eyes lingered on mine a little too long, and I got the distinct impression that she wasn't kidding about wanting to come over to my apartment. I somehow didn't think decorating was what she had in mind.
It certainly wasn't what I had in mind.
At 8 o'clock I flicked the lights on and off indicating it was movie time. About three-quarters of the kids watch the movies while the others stay playing video games, on the computer or talking. Before this week, I had been forced to keep an eye on both groups but with my new helpers I was able to settle in with the kids and watch that week's movie.
Monsters, Inc was their selection and one of my favorite movies in general. Leah and Carly made snacks for all the kids – popcorn, punch, that sort of thing- and handed it out as the movie was starting.
"Can I get you anything?" asked Leah, leaning down and whispering in my ear. She was purposely close, fairly purring in my ear, her lips so close I could feel them. And whether I wanted it or not (trust me, I wanted it) I was getting an eyeful of her chest as she stood there, leaning over, waiting for me to respond.
"Um," I started and swallowed hard, "just some punch," I managed to croak.
When she came back and delivered it, her hand touched mine and lingered a bit too long. "Thank you, Leah."
"My pleasure, anything else I could interest you in?" she asked and I could see in her eyes she wasn't meaning popcorn.
As my little head screamed for me to grab her and show her just what else I was interested in, my big head reminded calmly reminded me of just how bad the repercussions of listening to my dick at that moment would be.
"I'm good for now, thank you."
She sauntered back over to the snacks, her tight little ass swaying in her jeans and I couldn't help but watch her go. When she got back to where Carly was, pouring the last of the juice into a pitcher to go into the refrigerator, she looked back over her shoulder at me and caught me starting at her backside. A sly smile, the smile of a seductress slid across her lips and she knew what she wanted to know - that she had gotten my attention.
Nothing else of note happened that night, other than that every time I happened to glance over to where she and Carly sat on the counter watching the movie Leah looked back at me and gave me that same seductive smile.
***
I had asked my six 'helpers' to show up about a half hour early so that we could talk and discuss anything that needed attention before the kids showed up. All but Leah made it when I had asked them to and we spent some good time sitting around the table just talking and getting to know one another before the kids came.
I got to hear stories about how they had wished that they had had something like this to come to when they were growing up and that's what made them want to decide to come and lend a hand. I told them that I was thankful for their help, that it made things go much smoother and wished that they would all continue to come.
When the kids started rolling in and Leah still hadn't shown up I was both sad and relieved; I liked having her around, but I could get myself into serious trouble if I wasn't careful. Women like that tend to have a way of leading you down the wrong path whether you want to go there or not.
Just as I had myself convinced it was better that she wasn't there in she walked – and my heart stopped. She was usually dressed fashionably and tonight was no different, but what she had on tonight only accentuated her seductive innocence.
A tight t-shirt hugged her torso, clinging to her every curve. A white pleated skirt that was just long enough to be descent and white canvas tennis shoes that always seem to me more sensual in some way than six inch stilettos.
She came bouncing in and right over to me. She threw her arms around me and gave me a hug. "Sorry I'm late, I had to stop and help my grandma and it took longer than I expected."
I stepped away from her, not wanting anyone to think anything was 'funny' about her hugging me. "I hope your grandma is ok."
"Oh yeah," she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. I noticed her nails were panted pink and I got a faint whiff of her perfume when she did. "She just needed help getting a couple of boxes into her garage. No big deal. So have I missed anything?"
"I don't think, we were just getting started. Carly is trying to teach some of the girls Yoga I think. It looked painful, so I didn't stick around long."
Leah laughed her beautiful little laugh. "That's Carly for you. Do you need me to do anything or should I go make sure she doesn't hurt herself?"
I could think of several things I needed her to do. "No, go ahead. I think I'll go try my hand at some video games."
As usual I wasn't very good at the video games – some of these kids are amazingly good, too bad there isn't a call in corporate America for people with their master's degrees in Play Station – but I had fun with the kids. Every now and again I would look over to where Carly and Leah were playing 'Denise Austin' with the kids and take a moment to absorb Leah's tight little body.
Her legs were thin but shapely. Her chest was perhaps a bit small, but looked just about right on her petite torso. And her ass... well, if I keep going on like this I'm never going to finish this story so I'll just move on.
When movie time came the two boys, Todd and Charlie, were elected by the girls to snack duty – mostly because the movie that was picked out (and not by me) was The Little Mermaid and all the girls wanted to watch it. As I took my seat at the table to start working on my paperwork for that week, the girls piled all the bean bags in front of the TV screen and about twenty screeching and giggly girls hopped onto the arrangement.
The lights went down and the movie started and I got lost in my paperwork. When I looked up again I saw that the older girls where at the back of the pack, lying propped up on their elbows watching that crab sing one silly song or another. It all would have been innocent if I hadn't noticed Leah lying strategically in front of me.
