Babysitting Billy - Sex Stories

Babysitting Billy

... content to sl**p in the living room; as his s****r had predicted he planned on playing the games console late into the night. &#034Right then,&#034 Debbie said, getting up off the sofa, on which Billy sat watching television, &#034I'll get some blankets for you.&#034 She walked down the hallway and into the bedroom, then stopped. She thought for a few seconds. It suddenly occured to her that she didn't have any blankets. She only had the duvet on her bed. There were no spare blankets, covers, duvets or anything like that in her apartment. For some reason it simply hadn't occured to her that she might not have any. Her mother was a domestic goddess and at home there were always spare duvets, towels, blankets, beds...pretty much anything lying around. Debbie had forgot that she wasn't quite as domestic as her mother; she lived on her own and only provided for herself. After a futile look in the wardrobe for anything blanket-like, Debbie gave up and wandered back into the living room. &#034No blankets I'm afraid,&#034 she announced. &#034Huh?&#034 Billy asked, the implications of this lack of bedding not really registering with the boy. &#034I've got no blankets,&#034 Debbie sighed, sitting on the sofa next to her k** b*****r, &#034None.&#034 &#034Oh, so I'll have to sl**p on the sofa without any covers?&#034 Billy frowned. &#034Don't worry,&#034 Debbie smirked, squeezing the boy's thigh, &#034You can use newspapers for covers. Like a tramp.&#034 She broke into a fit of ...

... giggles, as did Billy. &#034Seriously though, you'll just have to sl**p in my bed.&#034 &#034Where will you sl**p?&#034 &#034In my bed too. It's a double, there's room.&#034 &#034Oh. Uh...okay.&#034 &#034That's okay isn't it?&#034 Debbie asked, having thought the boy may have kicked up a bit of a fuss at this suggestion. &#034I guess,&#034 Billy shrugged, &#034You don't snore do you?&#034 &#034I've no idea, I'm never awake to listen.&#034 &#034It'll be weird, sl**ping in your bed with you,&#034 Billy commented. Debbie had to admit that it was a little strange that she would be sl**ping with her little b*****r, but what else was there to do? &#034We'll survive, I'm sure,&#034 she smiled, &#034Now, I'm off for a shower. It's getting late, so hurry off to bed in a minute. Make sure you turn off the TV and the lights.&#034 &#034Okay.&#034 Debbie got up and strolled off to the bathroom. Debbie grabbed a T-shirt and a pair of fresh knickers from the bedroom and went into the bathroom. After closing and locking the door she peeled off her clothes and chucked them into the laundry basket. As she often did she admired herself in the full-length mirror in the corner of the bathroom. She was content enough with her body, but knew a few pounds could be trimmed off, especially from her round bum! It stuck out, fleshy and deeply cleft, and it wobbled somewhat when she clapped her plump cheeks with her hands, making a satisfying 'SMACK' noise that echoed from the turquoise tiled walls. Debbie was ...