My name is Carly Cameron. My family and close friends call me CC. I just turned 18 last week. I celebrated by going out to dinner with my parents.
I'm in my last year of high school and I'm an advanced student who gets straight A's. I'm headed to Uni in the fall to study Criminal psychology. I study hard and don't really have time to work so I do a lot of babysitting. It allows me plenty of study time and offers good pay.
I work pretty steady for three families. Between them I make almost the same as my friends do working. I'm saving all my money for next year because my classes will be pretty heavy. I don't want to work but I don't want to be broke either.
During one of my rare free afternoons I like to get out on the trails and walk. Our city sports hundreds of miles of walking/biking trails and parks. It's beautiful to go down and hike along the river. I'm a solitary creature, somewhat shy and very reserved. I don't have many friends because all my hobbies and interests are solitary things. Puzzles, painting, reading.
Up until recently I did have a boyfriend but he got tired of begging me for sex. I'm still a virgin and want to stay that way for awhile longer. Jordan thought that if he waited long enough I'd put out and stomped home in a rage when he figured out it wasn't going to happen.
It wasn't that I didn't like the idea of sex it was just that so far I hadn't really met the right person. I had yet to meet anyone that turned me on. I had hoped it would be Jordan but it hadn't. Anyway, He's now happily humping Amy the head cheerleader at my school. It's a little uncomfortable being singled out by them in the hallways between classes but I can handle it. I've been called worse names than "Ice Queen" and "Elsa the Frozen."
See the trouble is Amy and I look a lot alike. We could pass as sisters and did when we used to be best friends. We both have long silky blond hair and stormy grey eyes. Hers are a bit more black and mine a bit more blue. We have thick dark lashes and peaches and cream skin. I'm slightly shorter and more petite. I reach 5'5 and weigh 100 pounds. Amy is 5'6 and 120 pounds. Both Amy and I are C cups and I'm a little less curvy but basically we are by many standards beautiful girls. The resemblance ends there.
Amy puts out. I don't. She is outgoing and vivacious. I hate being the centre of attention. She drives. I walk. I could go on. My friendship with Amy ended on bad terms. Because she put out the guys we hung around wanted and expected me to put out too. They pressured me a lot for sex and Amy pressured me to give it up too. Eventually Amy and I fought about it and went our separate ways but not before some vicious name calling, tears and hurt feelings.
I arrived home after another long day. No one was home. Dad worked every day till 6 as a manager at a car plant. Mom did shift work at the hospital as an E.R. Nurse. There was a note for me on the fridge.
"CC,
Put groceries away, walk Pete and empty dishwasher please. There's 40 on my dresser for you. Dads not coming home till late. He's going to the game. I'm on nights remember?
See you at breakfast,
Mom
P.S. Mr. Dewitt called. They need you tonight at 7"
I fished my cell out of my back pocket. First I called the Dewitt's. It was to be a late night. Nick would be home by 11 but Cathy would be later. Both parents had to be there for one of them to drive me home so I was just going to stay over.
Then I called Pete. He is a massive bouvier that likes to sleep on my bed. Preferably with me in it too but he'd happily camp there and wait for me to join him. My parents got him when I turned 16 and I loved him.
Pete and I walked for forty minutes. I gave him fresh water and fixed us our supper. I did my chores quick and collected my money. Then I packed and put my school bag and my overnight bag by the door. Pete and I snuggled on the couch watching a movie while I waited for Mr D to pick me up. The movie I was watching was not that exciting and Pete and I fell asleep.
I woke up to the doorbell. Damn! I meant to be ready! I jumped up and ran to the door looking sleepy eyed and bedraggled. Mr D was there and I could tell he had been there a few minutes. He looked impatient.
"Hey Carly. What took so long? I rang the doorbell a dozen times."
"Sorry Mr D! I fell asleep with Pete on the couch but I'm ready."
Mr D laughed. "That hungry looking Jamaican will eat you alive one day Carly. Mark my words!"
I giggled. "Petes a harmless teddy bear Mr D."
"To you Carly, only to you."
I said goodbye to Pete who was at the door growling like a savage at Mr. D. Who was standing a healthy distance away. He licked my cheek as I pet him quick and told him to be good. I grabbed my bags, slipped out and locked up. Not that anyone would get in with Pete there but it was the responsible thing to do.
Now that it was safe, Mr D took my bag and walked me to the passenger side door of his car. He opened my door for me and deposited my bag on the back seat. We made conversation on the way back to his place.
"How's school going?" Asked Mr D.
"It's okay I guess" I sighed.
"Uh oh" laughed Mr D. "Just ok? Carly our passionate student said school is ok? What happened to 'School is awesome Mr D' and 'Oh fabulous Sir'? He teased.
"I broke up with Jordan."
Me D lost his teasing tone. "Sorry to hear that Carly." He glanced over at me. "What happened?"
"Well you remember Amy? She babysat with me a few times in grade 9."
Mr D's eyebrows went up. "The one that could pass as your twin?"
"Yes" I said.
"Ok. What about her?"
"She puts out."
Mr D was strangely quiet. We were stopped at a light. I was very comfortable with him because I had been babysitting for him since I was 12 so I thought nothing of our conversation or what he could be thinking right now.
Of course I noticed that he was very good looking but I wouldn't admit even to myself that I was crushing on him. At 32 he was blond, very fit and really hot! He was also easy to talk to about anything and very kind. He was a computer scientist which I thought was hot too. We started moving again as the light turned. We drove for a bit before he spoke again.
"And you don't?"
"And I don't what?" I was a bit confused. Mr D had been silent long enough for my mind to wander.
"You don't put out?"
I shook my head no.
"I'm sorry Carly. I thought you did. I thought ALL teenagers did now a days!"
I laughed a light tinkling sound.
"So Jordan is with Your ex best friend?"
I nodded. "Yes. They pick on me a lot about being a virgin. They call me names and carry on in the halls. It's a bit uncomfortable."
"Ahhh..." Said Mr D as we pulled into his drive. "Well your better off without him Carly."
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I helped Carly bring her things into the house. My mind was blown. My incredibly hot and sexy teenaged babysitter was a virgin! That information went into my brain filed under 'hot sexual fantasy: taking the homecoming queen'. My dick woke right up. I had to get away from her before she noticed. The kids discovered her presence right then and provided a great distraction. I slipped away as they climbed all over her.
In my bedroom my wife was getting ready. She was a beautiful business exec. I had fallen for her hard when I met her. A romantic at heart, I ignored all the 'signs' that she was a first class bitch until it was too late. I do's all around and a bun in the oven kept me from walking out but we were far from a happy couple. Well I should say I was far from happy. My wife was content with her perfect '2.2 kids, house in the suburbs, better than middle class' life. We had sex once a month 'if' she was in the mood. I was her patsy that was for sure!
"Down tiger." She laughed her cruel spiteful laugh. "Im headed to a private exec party and I'm not getting there smelling of sex."
I wished I could laugh in her face and tell her she wasn't responsible for the marvellous wood I was sporting but she would only take that out on me later so I acted put out.
"Don't look so sad 'Darling'. If I win this contract maybe I'll let you have some when I get home." She laughed again as she headed to her walk-in closet looking for shoes to match her 'little black dress'. Looking at her as she came out of the closet I had to admit she was stunning. Natural red hair piled high, naturally tanned looking skin, green eyes, a tight rockin body, sexy legs and buns of steel. It left me flat. As a romantic her hard face and harder personality failed to move me anymore.
I had thought more than once about leaving but I knew she'd fight me for the kids just because I wanted them and I was afraid that she'd win. She spritzed herself with perfume as Carly reached the door of our room. My two monkeys were literally hanging off of her. They both had their mothers red hair but took after me in looks. My blue eyes, my fair skin. Sarah 8 and Lilly 6 looked huge swinging on Carly's tiny frame.