Three Girls at a Barbecue - Sex Stories

Three Girls at a Barbecue

... worships you,” she whispered. “You made her weekend.” Tisha put her arm around me and I d****d mine over her shoulder on the way back to the car. When we got in she sat with her hand on my thigh as we drove. “Grayson, could you show me where you live?” she asked. “Rachael says you have a really cool place.” “Isn’t your mother expecting you?” I asked. “No, she’s got a date,” she told me. “I was going to be by myself until late anyway. Mom isn’t the most… attentive person. She does a lot of d**gs, Grayson. She sl**ps with a lot of guys to get the d**gs. Most of the time she doesn’t even know I’m around.” “I’m sorry, Tisha; I didn’t know,” I told her. “I’m ok,” she said. “Anyway, I can go with you.” I didn’t know where this was going so I just played along. I felt really bad for her and it seemed like she was happy to just hang with me. I took her to my house. I live out in the desert about 10 miles. My uncle Richard passed away a few years ago and left me everything. We were really close and I had moved in with him and took care of him while he was sick. He was a big shot at Lear before they sold out to Bombardier and when the stock shot up he got out. He had built a big adobe house out east of town and it was pretty cool. Tisha was impressed when we got out. I showed her around and asked her if she wanted to eat supper with me. She nearly danced with joy at the idea so I got the grill going. I grilled chicken breasts while I sautéed onions, peppers and mushrooms on the ...

... burner beside the grill. We baked potatoes in the microwave and I melted cheese over the chicken and vegetables. She ate every scrap and I got her a coke to drink while we sat by the pool. “Can we go swimming?” she asked. “You don’t have anything to swim in,” I told her. “I don’t care if you don’t,” she said, looking down and blushing. “It’s fine with me,” I told her. “There’s a problem though, Tisha.” “What?” she asked. “How old are you?” “I’m f******n,” she said. “That’s the problem,” I told her. “If anyone ever found out I was letting a f******n year old swim naked in my pool I’d be in a lot of trouble. I’d probably go to jail and my life would be ruined.” “What if we made a video and I said it was my idea. I wanted to do it and you didn’t want me to?” “It wouldn’t matter. The age of consent isn’t f******n. People don’t think you’re old enough to make decisions like that. It’s the law.” “I don’t care,” she said. “I’ll never tell anyone, Grayson. Rachael would hate me if I let anything happen to you. You’re her favorite person in the world. She really likes you. I think if she was here she would want to swim naked too.” My resolve was wavering. “Are you sure, Tisha? I mean you can’t tell anyone! Not your mom, not your boyfriend; not even Rachael.” “I’m going to tell Rachael,” she said. “We don’t keep secrets. She’d think it was hot! She wouldn’t tell anyone either. If I tell her, she’ll want to do it to. Don’t you think she’s pretty, Grayson?” “I think she’s gorgeous, but this ...