"I'm.....I'm just not sure."
"Oh yes you are. You liked it and you want it. All you have to do is have
the courage to say yes!" Unable to meet the older girl's eyes, Laura
turned
for the door.
"You'll be back," Shanti said confidently.
"No, no I won't!"
"Laura!" came the voice again from downstairs.
"I'll be right there!" she yelled to her mother.
"Think it over Laura. Give me your answer tonight at dinner."
The younger girl's mouth dropped open.
"At dinner?"
"Yes," mused the brown eyed beauty, "if your answer is no, simply dress
as
usual. If your answer is yes, wear no panties under your skirt at dinner
tonight."
"But....."
"I'll find a way to know," said Shanti.
"I......I won't," stated Laura without conviction.
"I think you will," breathed Shanti, cupping Laura's chin in her hand and
leaning over to brush her lips against those of the blonde. Laura's eyes
were wide with surprise, but she didn't back away as her eyes fluttered
closed and the moment was again electric.
"Tonight, Laura, at dinner," Shanti urged.
The excited and bewildered young girl hurried to the door, turned back to
say something, but when no words would come, she silently turned and fled
downstairs.
CHAPTER THREE
When Shanti arrived, the Walker family was already at the dinner table.
Drummond sat on one end, Claire at the other.
Laura was sitting on one side of the table, her eyes unable to meet
Shanti's
while a young boy rose from the other side and held Shanti's chair for
her.
"Thank you. You must be Jody," she said smiling, sitting next to him.
Although sixteen, the boy was obviously self-conscious in the presence of
the beautiful young woman.
".....Yes.....Jody.....that's me......my name I mean," he stammered,
reddening by the second. He dropped his head in embarrassment.
"Why I do believe Jody has suddenly become tongue-tied in the presence of
this lovely young lady," laughed Drummond, "and you such a ladies man at
school!"
"Now honey....." chided his wife, herself suppressing a smile.
"All right, all right," chuckled the boy's father, "can't say I blame
him.
You are quite an attractive young woman, Shanti."
"Why thank you Mr. Walker," she replied, meeting his eyes,"it's nice to
hear
a compliment from such a handsome man," Her hand found the boy's under
the
table. Their eyes met.
"And it's a pleasure to sit beside a young man who shares his father's
good
looks. I bet you have no problem getting the attention of the girls at
school."
Jody reddened again, but managed a smile, his gaze transfixed on the
beautiful face and eyes which held him captive.
Shanti released his hand as steaming plates of food were passed around.
"I think you met Laura this afternoon," commented Claire, indicating the
daughter who looked up briefly with an embarrassed smile.
"Did you two have a chance to get to know each other?" asked Claire of
her
daughter.
"I.....that is we....." struggled the girl.
"Perhaps not as well as we would have liked," interjected Shanti, "but we
found we have a great deal in common. As time goes on I'm sure we'll have
lots to share with each other."
Again Laura's eyes met those of Shanti, then fell to her plate.
"Oh dear!" exclaimed Shanti, letting her napkin slide off her lap, "I've
dropped my napkin. How clumsy of me."
"I'll get it," volunteered Jody.
"No, no, I'll do it," she said, leaning down under the drapes of the
tablecloth.
Laura knew at once this was what Shanti had meant earlier.
She looked around the table to be sure no one else was aware.
Shanti smiled broadly as she saw Laura's hand reach under the table and
nervously pull up her skirt to reveal her bare nest.
Retrieving the napkin, the dark skinned woman smiled as she returned to
her
meal.
"Perhaps we could get to know each other even better, If you'd like, you
can
come to my room later this evening and we can find out all kinds of
things
about each other."
Laura anxiously glanced at her parents, who were both smiling
approvingly.
"Yes....I'd......I'd like that," she said, unable to meet anyone's eyes
for
fear of discovery and trying to swallow the lump in her throat as her
heart
raced.
"Jody here is on the football team," beamed the older Walker.
"Oh, not only good looking, but talented too," observed Shanti, shifting
her
attention.
"I'm a tight end," stated the boy enthusiastically, eager to impress the
woman sitting beside him.
"I bet you are," smiled Shanti, the double entendre apparently going
unnoticed, "and I bet you're very good!" As he smiled in return, she
slipped
her foot from her shoe and edged it to the boy's leg where, unseen, she
began rubbing his leg sensuously with her toes.
Jody looked to her in amazement, his eyes wide, his mouth dropping open.
Could this be happening? Was this beautiful woman coming on to him? At
first
he thought perhaps it was accidental, but when she slowly pulled down his
sock with her toes and smiled coyly, he knew it was no accident. Her look
spoke volumes. He quickly recovered and went back to eating, although
suddenly the food was not very important. Her stroking of his leg
continued
as did she.
"You have to be very strong to play football. How strong are you Jody?"
".....Strong enough," he said as his adolescent jitters were being
replaced
by excitement in playing this suddenly very grown up game.
Her hand again slid under the table, this time resting on his knee. He
straightened a bit, realizing the game was to be their secret, he picked
with the food in his plate.
"Well, I'm always afraid he'll be hurt," injected Claire.
"Yeah, he's had his bell rung a few times," laughed his father.
Her hand slid up his thigh to find the erection bulging his pants.
"But I bet when that happens," she smiled, "you get right up and go at it
again."
She squeezed slightly and he almost gasped.
".....Yeah, I just keep going back for more."
"Good for you Jody. I admire a man who doesn't quit, who plays hard
until he
scores as many times as he can."
"Are you a football fan, Shanti?" asked Jody's father.
"I enjoy the physical contact," she said unzipping the boy's fly
noiselessly
and taking his throbbing penis in hand, "but I would need someone
knowledgeable and experienced like Jody to demonstrate how strength and
endurance can really pay off."
She ran her hand up and down his shaft. He shuddered.
"Are you all right, son?" asked his father.
"Are you coming down with something?" worried his mothe
r.
"No, I'm fine, really."
"So what does a tight end do?" asked Shanti, easing the stimulation a
bit to
let the boy catch his breath.
"Block and catch passes mostly."
"You should see some of the fakes he puts on those defenders," bragged
Drummond.
"My, you must be very good. Maybe you could show me some of your moves
sometime," she said smiling.
"Yeah, sure, anytime. I know some winning moves."
His own hand crept over to her leg, but a single glance from her and it
retreated.
"I would think winning is much sweeter when it is hard earned and the
game
is played on your opponent's home field."
"True," he said smiling inwardly, "it makes you try harder."
With that she released him and it was several minutes before he was able
to
get his pants zipped again undetected.
"I do hope you'll like working here," Claire joined in.
"I'm sure I will," was the Creole's reply.
"You seem like a very self assured young woman," mused Drummond.
"And you seem like a man who knows what he wants and won't stop until he
gets it," replied Shanti, meeting his gaze with a flirtatious smile.
As heads snapped up, Shanti looked down the table to the eyes of Claire
Walker.
"And that kind of man is always married to the most beautiful of women."
Shock turned instantly to fluster as the compliment caught the older
woman
unprepared. She flushed, as much from pleasure as from embarrassment.
"You are an exquisitely beautiful woman," said Shanti, turning back to
Laura, "with a daughter every bit as lovely. I shall enjoy working
working
under you both,"
"Hey, how about us?" joked Drummond, indicating Jody and himself.
"Oh, it will also be a pleasure to work under the two of you as well,"
came
the reply and a look at the older Walker, unnoticed by the others which
promised so very much more.
As the meal concluded, Shanti insisted she be allowed to help clear the
dishes, although Claire was just as insistent that tonight, Shanti was
their
guest and that she and Laura would finish the rest.
"Then I thank you all for a very pleasant evening and a wonderful meal."
"You're welcome, my dear," smiled Claire.
As she started toward her room, Shanti turned.
"Would you still like to get together tonight?" she asked Laura.
"I....."
"Of course if you have other things you'd rather....."
Claire was busy with the dishes and didn't notice the look which passed
between her daughter and the beautiful housekeeper.
".....No.....I'll be there.....I promise."
"Good. Say about ten or so? My room?"
"Yes, your room. Ten o'clock," said Laura with both excitement and
trepidation.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Come in," said Shanti to the knock at her bedroom door.
Laura stepped in quickly closing the door behind her. She wore a white
teddy. Shanti noted with satisfaction that the younger girl had brushed
and
styled her hair. There was also a hint of cologne and she now wore a
modest
amount of makeup.
The Creole's robe fell away as she stood revealing a centerfold body clad
only in deep purple silky bra and thong.
Her large, well shaped breasts and full firm hips caught the girl by
surprise.
"My God, Shanti! You make me look like a boy!"
"I am proud of my body, Laura, not just for the way it looks, but also
for
the pleasure it brings me. Your body can bring you pleasures you never
imagined."
She pulled the girl to her and slowly slid the straps from her shoulders
as
they kissed deeply.
"But they're so small!" Laura almost cried as the teddy fell around her
waist exposing her nearly flat chest.
"Size isn't everything," smiled Shanti, closing her mouth on the girl's
small nipple and giving a slight nip.
Laura almost jumped as the slight sudden pain sent waves of erotic desire
coursing through her.
"Oh, Shanti....." she whispered.
The brown eyed beauty fondled both nipples as they kissed again. Shanti
backed the blonde against the wall and began sensuously rubbing her body
against Laura's. The girl's eyes closed as her body filled with the same
desire she had felt earlier in the day. Shanti leaned back momentarily,
reached back and untied her own bra string letting it fall to the floor.
There was a slight gasp as Laura's eyes feasted upon the huge luscious
mounds with their dark, almost black aureoles and large erect nipples.
Shanti placed her own nipples against those of the younger woman and
again
her sensuous movements drove the girl to greater heights of desire. Laura
was gasping for air, her emotions, not her mind, in control.
There was the sound of a door closing down the hall. Laura jumped, her
mind
snapping back from its reverie.
"Maybe we shouldn't. What if someone were to see?" she whispered.
"No one is going to see. You know why? Because everyone else in this
house
is probably having sex of their own right now."
"What?" asked the incredulous girl.
"You don't believe me?"
"Of course not."
"Then why don't we make a little bet. If both your parents and your
brother
aren't engaged in sex or masturbation right now or within the next few
minutes, you walk back to your room and we forget this afternoon ever
happened, but if I'm right, you not only pull off that teddy and spread
your
legs when we get back here, but you also have to help me with another
little
project I have in mind. Deal?"
"Deal," answered Laura.
They did not have long to wait. The door they had heard closing was Jody
retiring to his room and only a few minutes later Drummond and Claire
entered their bedroom as well.
The two women donned their nightwear once again and quietly slipped into
the
hallway which accessed all three bedrooms.
Tiptoeing, they stopped at Jody's door. Putting their ears to the door
they
heard nothing. Laura was about to claim victory when, ever so gently,
Shanti
turned the knob and quietly the door opened just enough so they could
both
peek inside.
Jody lay on the bed, naked and masturbating. The lights were out but the
window was directly behind his bed so his body was brightly silhouetted
by
the moonlight. His rod was stiff and sticking straight up as his hand
made
the rapid up and down movements, his breathing heavy.
"The little prick!" whispered Laura.
"Not so little. He's got a pretty fair sized tool for a boy his age."
Laura peeked again, despite herself, fascinated by the length of her
brother's penis.
"Disgusting," she breathed.
"Not at all," was Shanti's reply. "As a matter of fact it feels very
good in
y
our hand."
Laura's mouth dropped open.
"You mean....."
"That's right, tonight under the dinner table."
Laura bent over to watch from a better vantage point. As she did, Shanti
slipped her hand onto Laura' s legs and began stroking slightly.
"You're telling me you had your hand in Jody's pants?"
"Just as sure as I'm in yours right now," said the Creole, her hand
sliding
under the leg of the teddy briefs and resting on Laura's hip.
The girl bit her tongue to keep from making any sound.
Fingers began slowly exploring and soon Laura felt Shanti's warm touch on
her anus. Her desire beginning to build again, she started to straighten
and
embrace her dark eyes companion, but Shanti held her where she was. Again
Laura peered in at her brother's erect manhood, his strong legs and broad
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