PART III:
Chapter I
As planned, Gerry and his mom had gone shopping leaving Geraldine home alone, in fact when I entered the house I found her standing in front of her bedroom full length mirrored closet door. She was dressed in her white school blouse and plaid skirt fingering her hair.
Geraldine never even knew I was there until I was actually standing directly behind her and looking over her shoulder into the mirror. As we locked eyes I said, "hello beautiful, how's my princess doing and what in hell are you doing in school clothes on Saturday?"
"Ooh I was checking out this new skirt and blouse that mom got for me the other day. I wanted try them on because I am going to wear them to school next week"
"Well I'll tell you, all the boys will be drooling went they see this sexy little thing standing before me," I said as I spun her completely around and around like a model.
"Boy I wish you knew who you were talking about because the only thing you got right is that I'm little."
"Are you kidding? Look in the mirror honey, mirrors never lie, look at that gorgeous face that hot little body, and if you'll pardon the expression, those pert little tits."
"Huh, that's part of the problem, like you said if you'll pardon the expression, boys like girls with great big ones."
Geraldine's eyes almost popped out of her head then gasped loudly as my hands reached around her body and gasped her breasts. As I did that I whispered into her ear, "Princess they feel awesome, boy would I love to see them someday.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better. After seeing my mom's, mine are so small you'd just laugh if I ever showed them to you," she said as she grasped my wrists.
"My dear little Geraldine you are so right about little boys. Yes childish little boys all love big tits more than anything. But Princess you have to remember that I'm not one of those babies; I'm a man, a man that appreciates beauty not size or volume."
Then I made my first move, "Go ahead Princess, don't be afraid its only you and me give an old man a break make me happy, go ahead unbutton your blouse."
"Go ahead show me your sexy tits no one will ever know but us. Go ahead you sexy thing show me; let me help you feel better about yourself."
I could see her struggling with her genetic submissiveness, but my tenderly spoken words were causing that submissiveness to began to rear its ugly head. It took little more persuasion, a few more suggestions and sweet compliments before she fell under the power of suggestion as she began almost mechanically open her blouse.
As each additional button was undone Geraldine would look back up and stared into my eyes through the mirror. Obviously she was looking for approval, I provided it to her with my smiles and nods. Her eyes were still frozen on mine while she was mentally suspended in a almost puppet like trance. Geraldine continued unbuttoning her blouse until it finally slid freely down her slender unmoving arms letting it fall at her feet on the floor.
Trying to keep the pace slow while trying to avoid frightening her, I tried to keep things moving forcefully ahead. Hoping to show her how natural things were I matter-of-factly picked up her blouse, reached into the closet and put it back on the hanger. Quickly returning to my position behind her I leaned over and rained tender little kisses all over her bare shoulders and neck as I rapidly unhooked her bra and tossed it onto her bed.
Almost simultaneously as her bra flew toward the bed I reached around her, locked her arms at her sides with my biceps and began massaging her breasts and nipples causing them to stand up rock solid, "are these the things you call too small are they princess?"
Geraldine blushed as she stood naked from the waist up and nodded a yes to my question.
"You know you should never just nod at me, in fact I find it quite rude. So from here on when out we are together like this, just like your mom and brother, you will address me as sir. And don't mumble, speak up, let's try it again, okay?
"Yes sir."
"Are these the things you call too small for boys to like, is that right princess?"
"Yes sir."