MY Twisted Little Hobby! - Sex Stories

MY Twisted Little Hobby!

... the "talk" stage as he hadn't really even given her much info there, and she seemed mighty grateful for it. She was starting to give me some hero-worship vibes, which was perfect. After we talked for a good bit, it was time to toss her out, and not all that gently. I wanted her to feel like spending time with me was a privilege. She looked a bit hurt when I asked her to leave, but I made sure to give her a warm hug that lasted a few seconds too long to be 100% pure of motive, and she seemed to love it, feeling reassured by the human contact. I headed for home and hopped in the shower and masturbated furiously, and well, not only did I fantasize about Evie, but Danni, who was my daughter's BFF crept in there a bit. She's a total knockout, but that's a project that may take a lot more time to develop. My daughter and I had a nice dinner, and a normal night, and we headed to bed. Next morning was uber normal, but in between second and third periods, I saw Evie going by during break, and she gave me a big wave. Several of the "cool" girls gave her some shit for it, which was exactly what I wanted. In class, she kept looking at me, and gave me a huge smile when the knowledge I'd given her yesterday came into play and she got a point in the game the class was using to build their familiarity with their subject. After class, I wasn't surprised at all by her lagging behind, and sure enough, she wanted to talk. She felt she needed more help, which I was happy to give her. An hour ...

... later, we were at my place and I changed again, (to feel more comfortable in the September heat, you know), and this outfit was even more revealing. Her eyes bulged a bit when I came out of the bedroom. I smiled at her and offered a snack, which she eagerly accepted. The algebra went well, and the talk even better. Apparently her father wasn't big on spending money on her. I, of course sympathized with her, and made soothing noises, which reassured her I was definitely on her side. After a bit more talk, I asked her if she'd mind coming along to the store with me as I had a few errands to run, and after all, I could give her a ride home as well. She'd had to take the bus the other day. We got to the store and I picked up a few simple items, and I saw her hungrily eye a few cosmetics. She wore very, very little makeup, and without her telling me, I knew it was something her father didn't spend much on. I knew she did a small amount of babysitting for spending money, and it seemed like and excellent in for me. "What do you think of this color?" I asked. She loved it, and when I expressed an interest in seeing it on her as well as myself, she got a dreamy, far away look as she tried on various things. She was pretty enough without it, but the makeup gave a bit more sexiness to her look, especially to her eyes. I complimented her again, and she smiled, but then looked sad, my perfect opportunity. "Tell you what, let's get this for you. I know you like it, and it looks great on you!" ...