*Everyone involved in sexual activity was 18 years of age or older.
Twenty Years Ago...
18 year old, Lucy, was a month away from graduating high school. Her best friend, Jillian, was pointing out Lucy's prom date who was walking towards them but too far away to hear them. The hallway was crowded in between classes.
"I can't believe you touched his you know what," Jillian whispered.
"No, what?" Lucy said with sarcastic enthusiasm.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. What was it like? I can't even imagine."
"It was different and exciting. But what I really liked was feeling naughty...it made me feel sexy which is a little confusing. Sorry, not sure what I'm trying to say. You haven't touched Doug's?"
Lucy drifted off into her memory of prom night a month earlier. She was sitting in the back seat of Doug's car with Carl, her date. They were parked in a secluded spot. It was dark outside. Jillian and her boyfriend, Doug, were messing around with each other in the front.
Lucy and Carl were making out when Carl pushed Lucy's hand down to his hard erection...the memory jumped forward to Carl's erection ejaculating as she stroked him clumsily. Several spurts of cum shot out so violently, it startled Lucy. Carl later joked about some of his cum still being somewhere in Doug's car. Lucy had no idea there could be so much cum. She thought a lot of his cum had dripped onto her fingers. It took quite a few napkins for her to clean it off...despite this she was intrigued.
Back at school...Lucy giggled at the thought as Carl approached and kissed her.
"We're not finished with this!" Jillian shouted toward Lucy as she jogged to class. Lucy wasn't sure if Jillian was asking about touching Carl's cock or his cum.
"What are you doing later?" Carl asked.
"I told Mr. Preston I would babysit tonight."
"Come on, it's Friday night," Carl left for class then turned, "How about Saturday night?"
Lucy shrugged with a snarky smirk, "Maybe...if you're lucky..."
Friday Evening...
"Thank you Lucy, we will be back by midnight. Make sure Billy goes to bed at a decent time," Mrs. Preston said. With that, Mr. and Mrs. Preston left.
"Just you and me Billy. What do you want to watch?"
"Something scary!" Billy shouted.
"Billy, do you want to get me in trouble? You watch something scary you will have nightmares!"
"Lucy, I'll be fine. I promise...please, please, please."
"Ok, ok. Just don't freak out and don't tell your mom and dad."
Later That Evening...
"Alright Billy, wow, that was a scary movie wasn't it?" Lucy laughed as she playfully tickled Billy in his armpits. "Time to go brush your teeth. It's time for bed. I'll tuck you in, in a few minutes."
Billy brushed his teeth and got in bed. "Lucy!"
Lucy was getting her bath supplies ready. She heard Billy and went to his room. "Alright, you okay?"
"Yes, I think so. That movie was kind of scary, wasn't it?"
"A little, but remember it wasn't real. it was just pretend. Now, you need to go to sleep. I want to go take a bath."
Lucy entered the bathroom and closed the door. She pulled her t-shirt over her head and pulled her sweatpants down and off. She stood there in her bra and panties looking at herself in the mirror. As the tub filled with hot water, the bubbles piled up.
Her fingers lightly traced the curve of her right breast and swirled around her nipple. She looked at the outline of her erect nipple pushing against her bra. She undid her bra clasp letting it slide off and drop to the floor.
Bending over at the waist, she shut off the water. She looked back at the mirror behind her and admired her curvy ass as her busty perky breasts pointed downward. She pulled her panties down, turned, and looked at her unkempt bush. Her fingers pulled the hairs of her bush outward seeing how long they were. She thought it was time for a trim as she turned back to the tub and stepped into the hot water.
The water caressed her nude body. She rested her head against the back of the tub. Her perky breasts floated to the surface. Bubbles clung all around her nipples as they poked out of the water. She was thinking about the movie as her left hand caressed her left breast. She massaged gently as she lightly squeezed and pinched her erect nipple. A jolt of electricity tingled throughout her body. She could feel her juices flowing as she pinched harder and harder.
"Oh my god," she whispered to herself.
The lead actor in the movie she just watched reminded her of Bo Duke from The Dukes of Hazzard. She had a crush on him since she was little.
She closed her eyes and imagined she was the only passenger riding in that infamous car as Bo drove.
Her fantasy then jumped to stroking Carl's cock after prom...his cum sticking to her fingers. Then, back to Bo as he drove his orange car fast down a country road. They were chasing some bad guys.
In the tub, Lucy's right hand was now between her legs rubbing her clit. She felt her juices washing away in the warm bath water.
In her fantasy, she was rubbing Bo's crotch feeling his throbbing cock grow. He smiled at her...fast forward a little...his dick was exposed and in her hand. Lucy liked how it looked with the throbbing veins. She started stroking his hard dick. She slid over against him. His right hand caressed her inner thigh.
As Lucy imagined his hand slowly moving up her thigh, she was rubbing rhythmically on her clit in the tub. Back in her fantasy, Lucy had Bo's hard veiny cock in her mouth. She bobbed up and down despite Bo driving recklessly. They jumped over a ravine as Bo's cock exploded cum filling her mouth.
When she looked at Bo with his cum oozing from her lips, she briefly imagined it was Mr. Preston. At the same time in the tub, Lucy had an intense orgasm. Water splashed as her body trembled. Her left hand covered her mouth to muffle her loud moaning. She didn't want to wake Billy.
Once her breathing returned to normal, she relaxed for a few more minutes before she got out. Lucy has had a crush on Mr. Preston as well. She realized he looked a little like Bo Duke. It didn't hurt that he was a little charming as well. However, she had never masturbated with him on her mind before. She felt a little confused about her thoughts.
Even Later That Evening...
Lucy was out of the tub drying off. Billy just woke up after a bad dream inspired by the scary movie he and Lucy watched.
Billy got up and went looking for Lucy. He checked the bathroom and she wasn't there. He wondered where she was and it dawned on him she might be in the downstairs bathroom.
Lucy cracked the door to the bathroom open to let the steam out. Lucy only had a towel wrapped around her waist with her back towards the door. Her hands were rubbing lotion on her chest, arms, and bare breasts while she looked at the mirror partially covered in condensation.
Then, the bathroom door creaked open slowly. She turned around with both of her breasts fully exposed as Mr. Preston stood in the doorway. Lucy could tell he was staring at her breasts and she made no attempt at covering herself. Goose bumps broke out all over her arms and body as her nipples stiffened.
After a few seconds, Mr. Preston turned away and apologized. "I'm so sorry Lucy," he quickly walked off.
Lucy then closed the door just before Billy made his way down the stairs.
Billy's parents didn't see him, but he heard them talking. He decided to go back to bed. He figured it was late and Lucy must have already left. He also didn't want to get Lucy in trouble about the movie.
Present Day...
Lucy arrived home from work. Her kids were outside playing. Jack, her husband, was wrapping up work in his home office. They greeted each other with a passionate kiss. "I had an interesting day," she said.
"What happened?" Jack asked.
"I ran into somebody I haven't seen in like 20 years."
"Really, who?"
"He was a kid I babysat when I was in high school. His father was my music teacher, Mr. Preston. Not sure if I mentioned him before. His son, Billy, well he goes by William now is who I babysat. Mr. and Mrs. Preston both died in a car crash not long after I started college."
"Oh man. I remember you mentioned them before. How'd you reconnect with William?"
"Well, I lost contact with him after the accident. I think he went to live with his grandparents out of state. A few months ago, he sent me a friend request on Facebook. And today he came to the office and asked for me. So, we chitchatted for a few minutes this afternoon."
"Just a few minutes...?" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Don't act like that. You are being silly. Yes. Just a few minutes. I had a meeting to get to. Are you really jealous?"
"Did he ask you out?"
"That didn't take you long. You always think about sex? He's just being nice. I babysat him..." Lucy gave Jack a look that said - of course you think that.
"Alright, but how old was he when you watched him?"
"Um, I'm pretty sure he was nine or ten."
"Exactly. Every nine or ten year old kid had a crush on their babysitter."
"Oh my gosh..." Lucy blushed reminiscing. "This might be awkward then because he asked to have lunch tomorrow to catch up, and I said yes. And now that you mentioned it, he did compliment how I looked in some pictures I recently posted."
"Let me see a picture of him."
Lucy pulled up a picture of him from Facebook. He was well-groomed with a muscled physique. He looked shorter than Jack but definitely pumping way more iron.
