I was sitting in a nearly empty house waiting for Miss Stevens to come home. I stared blankly at the TV screen in front of me. She did not have cable so whatever I was watching was just noise going through my 18-year-old brain. Babysitting for the neighbor was not doing it for me anymore. It was boring and did not pay much. Not to mention her bratty kid who never wanted to listen to anything I told him to do.
Her car pulled up in the driveway so I began to drag myself off the couch. I grabbed my homework that I always brought along with me but never did. I went over to unbolt the door. As I turned to get my jacket, Miss Stevens walked in. She was divorced but was always dating. She was moderately attractive but not a knockout by any stretch of the imagination. I suppose the men she dated figured they had a better chance with a woman who was not totally beautiful.
She walked in the door and took off her coat. She was wearing a silky silver blouse and a black skirt that ended right above the knee. It was a modest look. I assumed this was a first date. She seemed to have many first dates but not too many second dates. I never asked how her dates went but she had that disappointed look in her eyes. I could tell this was another wasted amount of time for her. I did not really care too much though. I just wanted to get paid and leave.
"Ed, I'm a little short tonight. Could I pay you next time?" she asked. Her voice was nearly a whisper. Miss Stevens had not paid me the last couple of times that I had come over. I knew she was not rich but I was not running a charity. I was ready to quit. Her request finally pushed me over the edge.
"Well forget me coming back then. You owe me at least $50. I might as well ask you for a blowjob," I said nearly yelling but not wanting to wake her kid. She saw the anger in my face and took a step back. I was easily 8 inches taller than she was, so I towered over her with my lanky frame. I relaxed but was still mad. The silence in the room was extremely awkward. I turned to leave.
"Wait a minute," she said. I stopped but did not turn around. "Just, just wait here a minute." She left the living room and disappeared into the kitchen. I turned to see if she was digging into some secret stash for cash. I was not at all prepared for when she returned.
Miss Stevens had taken off all her clothes. Being your average teenaged boy, I got an instant hard on. She was the first girl I had seen naked in real life. She looked nothing like the Playboy models. Her tits were small but firm and her nipples stood out like fat erasers. Her pubic hair was a curly forest not shaved or a racing stripe like in the magazines. She had sort of a half-smile on her face. She seemed only slightly ashamed to be nude in front of me.
