A recent letter from a fan asking for a new chapter of this series inspired me to deliver. See readers – I do listen to you! – BrettJ
For the first time in a number of weeks, Mindi was in a tremendous mood. Jack and Jill were going on a vacation Friday night until Monday night and had given their daughter permission to have friends over and a small –
reasonable
, her mother had said – party.
"Just remember Mindi, there are condoms in the medicine cabinet if you decide to ... you know," Jill had told her daughter, who rolled her eyes.
"God mother, it's not going to be
that
kind of party!" Mindi said, feeling her cheeks flush.
"You need to lighten up, darling!" Jill said, giving her daughter a hug and making the blonde slightly uncomfortable. "Your father and I weren't exactly monks when we were your age, you know. We went to more than our share of – parties."
Mindi thought one day, she really should have a chat with her parents – they were pretty cool, as parents went. Mindi wasn't one of those kids of her generation who thought older people didn't have anything cool to contribute – both Al and Robert had proved that – over and over again.
Mindi found herself getting horny and contemplated calling Sascha for a little playtime when she heard the phone ring. Her mother's voice rang out "Mindi, can you come here for a minute?"
She went into the kitchen where her mother was having coffee. Mindi sat down and crossed her legs, wondering what her Mom wanted.
"Mindi, that was a Mr. Williamson on the phone for you, how do you know him?"
Mindi almost went into a panic, but she always thought on her feet. Regaining her composure, she said "He's a friend of Sascha's I've met a few times Mom, why? She didn't think the real answer
Well Mom, he's the hunky older stud who took my virginity and I spent a great night fucking
would go over that well.
Fortunately, Jill took her daughter's word at face value. "Oh, I see. He was calling to ask if you'd consider house-sitting for him this weekend. You impressed him as a very responsible person and wanted to call and see if you'd consider it. I have no objections if you want to do it, he'd want you tomorrow and Saturday night, you could still have your gathering Sunday. He said he's willing to pay you $150, do you want to do it, honey?"
Mindi smiled and realized she could use the money to help her throw a truly outstanding party, so she just nodded and said "Sure Mom – I'll call him back and tell him I'd be happy to."
Mindi went upstairs, got out her Cell and dialed Al's number. She was quite happy to hear his rich, husky voice again, and she wondered if she might be able to sneak in a quick fuck with him at some point. She was further encouraged when he said "Bring a bikini, we have a pool. You don't have to bring much else, just go casual. You won't need it." Mindi was hoping desperately that Al was hinting, so she switched to her cutest red shorts, a too-snug white top with a light sports bra underneath, her runners and tiny socks. Ideally, this stuff would be easy to strip off fast, if necessary. She packed an overnight bag and went down the stairs, her mother coming out of the kitchen.
"Well – don't
you
look nice and summery. Here are the keys, your father and I will be home late Monday night or early Monday morning. It's a big responsibility, looking after someone's home Mindi, so do a good job and ..."
"
Motherrrr
," Mindi groaned. "I am not a child."
Mindi's mother nodded and went back into the kitchen, Mindi went outside. A few minutes later, Al pulled up in an MG, she put her bag in the trunk and got in. He gave her a big smile.
"Don't you look cute," Al grinned.
Mindi smiled back. "I'd give you a kiss, but I'm sure there are people watching."
Al nodded. "No worries, I'm glad you could do this. It's really going to help me out."
"Cool." Mindi leaned in and whispered "So – where are we
really
going?"
"My house," Al said, dashing Mindi's hopes. She really
was
going to house-sit? Shit. Oh well, her normally chipper mood took over. She did need the money, she imagined Al had a nice home, maybe she could invite Sascha over tonight for a movie and some fun and a swim. Then, she thought,
there's the party to look forward to – maybe Mom's right, I should try for a little naughty fun. I can invite Glenda, Brian, K'Yawna – don't know her that well yet – gotta invite Wade ... the twins and ...
"Mindi."
"Oops, sorry Al – or should I call you Mr. Williamson – I zoned out for a minute there, didn't I?"