The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 2: Crossing the Line - Sex Stories

The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 2: Crossing the Line

... think of a single thing to say and dreaded what she was about to reprimand me with. “Mr Price, I didn’t mean to startle you. I was just a little surprised to –“ “Wait, Jenna.” I interrupted. Not quite understanding what I was hearing. It sounded as if the kid was actually trying to apologise to me. “You’ve done nothing wrong here. I have. I crossed a line I really, really shouldn’t have.” “Why?” She furrowed her brow, genuinely confused. I couldn’t help but blurt out a bewildered laugh. Part of me wanted to go with it, cover my own arse. However, I genuinely cared for this kid, infatuation or no. “Jenna, there’s things, private things you really shouldn’t interfere with without permission. I’m a grown man and shouldn’t be touching your underwear at all.” She blushed, a little, but a faint, girly smirk appeared on her face. “There’s one thing I need to ask though. Jenna. I promise this will never happen again, but I’d really appreciate it if Kate never finds out.” “Mr Price. I’m not that naïve. I know about boundaries and stuff. I think of you as my friend and it’s not right that you’d do… that… with my things. I know I should be angry but… as strange and weird as it may sound, I think it was the first time I’ve ever felt like a boy has shown an interest in me. It makes me confused - is that normal?” “Shit, Jenna I really, never intended to upset you. I feel like the world’s biggest asshole.” “You probably are Mr Price.” She managed a slight grin.” The thing is, my dad ...

... doesn’t let me mingle with boys all that much. Rarely at all in fact. I-uh, I haven’t exactly told him who I’m babysitting for.” “What do you mean?” “Um – he thinks Mrs Price is a widow.” My jaw hit the floor. She caught the expression and offered a timid smile before explaining. “If my dad knew that I was spending even a couple of hours alone with a boy he’d absolutely freak! “Jenna I’m not exactly a boy anymore.” Jenna blushed again and shifted in her seat, embarrassed. “Well, yeah, I know that. Point is though; I don’t want to lose this job, Mr Price. So, maybe we could both keep it to ourselves and – you know - find a way to forget it?” I could not believe it. Had I just dodged a major bullet here? The atmosphere already felt more relaxed. “Jenna, I promise you it will never, ever happen again. If you can forgive me, then I’d be happy for us to go back to the way things were?” “I love spending time with Amy, and I really appreciate the use of your office. So… yeah… maybe that would be good.” She paused, an uncertain and nervy look creased her forehead, and she bit the side of lip. “Mr Price? I do have one teeny, tiny request though.” “What’s that?” I asked. The babysitter suddenly resembled a typical teenage girl, trying to figure out how to ask her father for a pony. “Well, seeing you, and what you were about to do.” She paused, briefly, making me feel guilty and embarrassed. “Well it kinda reminds me just how much stuff I don’t yet understand. Sooo… I was wondering, would you ...