"The juvenile casting couch" - читать интересную книгу автора (Abby D)

CHAPTER TWO

Shirley Wollenski joined Pat and David at the school bus stop next morning. She was a nice looking girl their own age. She'd started to grow tits and would think of them now and then and stick her chest out. Pat thought she was cute, a little like Sally. Shirley avoided David as if she didn't like him. He understood why when David asked her if he could feel her tits. Pat blushed beet red and made himself as small as he could. If David were going to talk like that he didn't want to be near him either.

When he got home he found Robin had been organizing life for him again. She told him that Shirley's mother, a divorcee, would like Pat to do odd jobs around their house. She would pay three dollars an hour. As soon as he finished his snack he should go see her and tell her if he wanted to do it.

It always annoyed Pat when his mother made plans for him but she did it no matter how many times he complained. This sounded good, however, and he couldn't gripe too much. He would have more pocket money than he'd ever had before. Maybe he could save enough money to buy a PC with a modem like David's.

It would give him a chance to get to know Shirley better too. She seemed to be a pretty nice girl and he'd like to talk to her without David around. Maybe he could be friends with her like he'd been with Sally. He went over to the Wollenski house, Shirley met him at the door, and introduced him to her mother.

She said she was glad he moved in. She was going to ask David if he wanted the job, but she really didn't like him. He was too loud and he talked too much.

She told him her name was a mouthful, he should call her Anne. Most of the odd jobs had to do with the lawn and he could do them on the weekend. She usually had some chores for him on Wednesdays. If she wanted him she would have Shirley tell him. The chores could usually wait till he was ready to do them.

David called as soon as Pat got home and asked him over to play some computer games. Pat hoped that he would show him some more of the graphics too. His mother said okay but he should be back home in time for supper. Pat didn't need the warning but assured her that he would be there.

He went next door and Sarah opened the door when he rang. Pat thought about last night and he blushed but Sarah didn't seem to notice. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. If she wasn't so old he would like to have her for his girl friend. He knew that she wouldn't pay any attention to a kid like him. He was surprised when she took his hand and led him into the house. Her hand felt real warm in his. He got a hard on and blushed again.

"Oh, you're Pat, the new boy next door. David told me about you."

"Yeh, you must be Sarah, David's sister."

"I hope you're a good influence on him, he needs some civilizing."

"He was nice to me yesterday and showed me around the neighborhood. He played computer games with me too."

"Yeh, I know about some of those games. You have to be careful with him. You never know what he's going to show you."

Sarah grinned when she said that. Did Sarah know about David's graphics? She had a PC in her bedroom so she knew how to operate one. Had she discovered David's hidden files and looked at them? She acted like she had. The way she said the last sentence with her head cocked to one side sounded like she knew David had told him about leaving the bathroom door open too. Was she trying to warn him that David talked too much? He knew that already.

She smiled at him again and pointed him upstairs to David's room. He knocked on the door and David let him in. They played some games and talked. Pat wanted to see some more graphics. David didn't suggest it. Pat knew that David would want to jerk off together if they did look at them. He didn't want to jerk off with David so he didn't bring up the subject. As he was leaving the conversation took an interesting turn.

"You know, your bedroom is opposite Sarah's."

"How do you know?"

"She said she saw you doing your homework last night before you went to bed."

Pat blushed and decided what David didn't know wouldn't hurt him. He was usually rather open but he thought this was the time to put David off the trail. The last thing in the world he wanted David to know was that he saw his sister undress.

"Gee, I hope I closed the blind before I got undressed. I'll have to be careful from now on."

"Gosh, I'd make sure the blind was open. I might even jerk off if I knew she was watching."

"I couldn't do anything like that. I'd be too embarrassed."

"You're chicken. If you did she might let you see her finger fuck herself. Would I like to watch that. Uh, Pat, after we know each other for a while you can invite me to sleep over and I might get a chance to see her get undressed. Wow! How soon do you think it would take till our parents thought we were good enough friends?"

Pat didn't know if he really wanted David to sleep over at his house. For sure he didn't want David to know that he watched Sarah get undressed at night. He was very evasive and said that he never had anyone sleep over before. He didn't know but they'd see what happened.

Sarah had known that he was in that room last night when she undressed! She just must have forgotten to close the blinds. He hoped she forgot again tonight.

Sean got home and they had dinner with a cross examination about what he learned in school. Pat discussed history and social studies with his father. His father had been a reporter for a long time and knew a lot about things that were happening. What's more he didn't talk down to his son and would make comments about the subject material in Pat's courses. Pat got real good marks sometimes because of the things he learned from his father at these dinner table discussions.

After dinner Pat went to do his homework. He'd been right about the geometry, it wasn't hard it was just different. He sort of liked the subject. It was real neat the way you worked the problems out one step at a time in an orderly manner. He thought he could get "A"s straight through in math this year. He liked to get "A"s. It made his mother and father proud of him. He wanted to be a scientist and he could get into a good school like MIT if he got good enough marks.

Pat made sure he completed his homework by a quarter to nine. He wanted to see what Sarah would do tonight, and he didn't want to remind Sarah that this was his room. He hoped she didn't pull down the shade again.

He got undressed with his lights off, got out his field glasses out of the closet, and at nine he was waiting by the window. He didn't have to wait very long. Shortly after nine the lights went on in the bedroom across the way. Sarah came into the room and started the same routine she had gone through the night before.

She sat at the dressing table and preened. Then she did something totally different. Sarah got up, took off her top, and sat back down at the dresser. She held her tits up with her hands the rubbed her fingers over the nipples. Pat had his glasses trained on her and could see the nipples got hard and the pink area around it got crinkly. His prick throbbed in his pajama pants. It was almost as if she was putting on a show for him. He wanted to jerk off but he didn't want to put down the glasses.

Sarah stopped and looked over her shoulder. She was looking right at him. If his lights were on she would have seen him standing there and watching. He knew she couldn't see him so how did she know he was there. She picked up a lipstick and Pat wondered what she was going to do. Sarah looked over her shoulder again and Pat was glad that his light was out. She made some marks on the mirror with her lipstick. Pat turned his glasses to see what she was drawing. He almost fell through the floor.

I THINK YOU'RE CUTE

She looked over her shoulder another time and grinned. Sarah knew he was watching. Was she doing the same thing with him David was doing with her? Was she letting him see her so that he would let her see him without any clothes on? He was sure he couldn't do anything like that. Pat just kept his glasses trained on her.

Sarah got up again and faced the window and she stood facing him and wiggled out of her jeans. She pulled her panties a little way down and stopped. He didn't have to guess what she wanted. Sarah put one hand behind her bottom and stuck a finger out between her legs.

She turned out the light in her room and came toward the window. She stood and waited. There was no doubt in Pat's mind, she would let him see more of her if he let her see him.

Pat wanted to get into bed and pull the covers over his head but he wanted to see her without panties even more than that. The only way that would happen was if he let her see him without any clothes on. It took a lot of nerve but he turned on the light in his bedroom and took off his pajama tops. Sarah turned the light back on and stood there waiting. She did the thing with her finger coming out between her legs again.

Before Sarah would show him her cunt he had to show her his prick. Well he wanted to see her cunt, he'd just have to let Sarah see his prick. Pat turned away with his last vestiges of modesty. He dropped his pajama bottoms then turned back again blushing, and waited to see what Sarah would do. As soon as she saw Pat's hard prick, Sarah pushed her panties down. Sarah was willing to be fair, she would let him see just as much as he would let her see.

Pat's prick oozed pre cum. Without thinking he gave it a couple of strokes with his hand. Sarah rubbed her fingers in her cunt. She held the outer lips apart with the fingers of one hand and pushed the fingers of the other into the inner lips. She stopped and looked at Pat. Pat got the message. If he jerked off while she watched she'd finger fuck herself while he watched.

Pat almost lost his hard on. He didn't even like it when David watched him jerk off, how could he do it while Sarah was watching. He wanted to see her finger fuck herself, the only way that would happen was if he jerked off. He blushed beet red, spit on his hand, and pumped it up and down his prick.

Sarah rubbed her clit then pushed her fingers back into her cunt. Pat pumped on his prick. Sarah pumped her fingers in and out real fast now. She was panting, and Pat guessed she was she having what sex books called orgasms. That was what it was called when a girl had a come. He was ready to come himself.

Spurt, spurt, spurt; jets of his cum arced through the air. Dribble, dribble, dribble; the rest of it oozed out into his hand. Sarah's hips jerked and her fingers slowed down. Pat made a decision. So far Sarah had initiated all the action. He was the boy, he should be taking the lead. He grinned at Sarah, brought his hand to his mouth, and licked the cum off it. Sarah grinned back at him and sucked on the fingers she'd had in her cunt.

The two of them stood at the window grinning at each other. David gave his limp prick a couple more pulls and Sarah rubbed her cunt a few more times. Sarah went to the dresser and picked up the lipstick. When she was finished he trained his glasses on the writing. TOMORROW NIGHT SAME TIME DON'T TELL DAVID!

That was the last thing in the world Pat would do. David could ruin everything with his big mouth. He would have to warn Sarah about it if David ever did sleep over. She would have to be careful about her blinds if he were in this bedroom.

Pat was beginning to think that this might be a very interesting neighborhood to live in.