Chapter 14

“Enjoying yourself, are you Jessica? Wearing my crotchless panties that are too big for you? And where’s Ruby?”

“How ... how umm ... er, how long have you been watching?”

“Long enough to see you sink that carrot deep into your pussy several times.”

“Mum, I can explain, and Tristan has taken Ruby out for a drive in his car.”

“Well, I’m waiting for your explanation.”

“I was feeling lonely, missing Riley, and ... you know ... I kinda got horny and wanted something more than my fingers. So, like I thought, a carrot would do the job. It’s the first time I’ve done it ... honest.”

“And my panties?”

“They looked so good, like wicked. I wanted to see what they felt like ... so, you know ... when I got my own, they would feel ace.”

“You shouldn’t have been snooping around in my drawers in the first place,” Mum shouted as her anger grew. “You’ll be wearing them without a skirt and won’t be able to stay in your room for the rest of the night. You will sit in the lounge with Ruby and me. No arguments.”

“Muuuum, that’s not fair.”

“Yes, it is. That’s your punishment for doing something you shouldn’t. I’m not mad at you for masturbating. All teens do it, but you’ve been stupid enough to get caught, and worse still. You went through my things without my permission. When are you and Riley going out together again?”

“He’s working seven days straight, so we haven’t set a date.”

“Good, because I’m grounding you until I say otherwise.”

“No, Mum, please. I wasn’t hurting anyone. Please give me a break. Lots of girls in my school try on their mother’s stuff. I’m seventeen in two days. Please don’t ground me. I promise, cross my heart. I won’t do it again.”

Mum contemplated me before saying, “I might have been too harsh. Get changed, help me make dinner, and maybe, just maybe, if you don’t give me more grief, I’ll consider lifting the grounding.”

“Thanks, Mum. I don’t mean to give you grief. I’m curious, that’s all. Is now a good time to give back the bottle of perfume I borrowed on Sunday? I’m sorry. You and Dad were out playing golf, and I wanted to smell nice.”

I retrieved the bottle and handed it to Mum.

“You used my best perfume. Prada Infusion D’Iris. That costs a fortune.” Mum said, exasperated. “What am I going to do with you, Jessica?”

“Buy me some perfume and sexy panties for my birthday?” I said lightheartedly.

“Come and hug me. I’m sorry for growling at you. I’ve had a strenuous day and have other things on my mind.”

“I love you, Mum. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Helping me to make dinner will be fine, thank you. You can’t help me with the other problem I’m facing.”

Mum looked stressed when she left my room without expanding on the problem. I changed and went to the kitchen to help make dinner.

Ruby bounced through the door and into the kitchen, jumping out of her skin. “Jess ... guess what, go on and try. I bet you can’t.”

“Squirt, not now. Mum’s not the best, so I’m helping get dinner ready. We’ll talk later, right?”

“Cool.”

Dinner was a sombre affair, with no light banter, no jokes. Mum looked worried, and Dad wasn’t due home until eleven. “Mum, what’s wrong? I’m worried about you.”

“Sorry, girls. There’s nothing to worry about. Things will work out okay. Tomorrow, I have a work function to attend, and I’ll be leaving at six-forty five, and I don’t expect to be home until well after midnight. I’ll make dinner for you, so all you have to do is warm it up. Dad will be home at eleven, so please go to bed at your normal time, okay?”

“Sure we will, won’t we, Ruby?”

“Yeah, cos I’m looking forward to returning to school.”

After dinner, Mum went to her room while Ruby and I cleaned up. “Guess Jess.”

“Guess what.”

“Tristan and I did it in the back of his car. I’m full of cum, and it’s leaking into my panties. It’s so cool. Getting fucked without a rubber for the first time feels much better, like wicked.”

“Good for you, squirt. I’m so happy for you and Tristan. Like, awesome.”

Now Tristan had a car. He came to pick up Ruby and me to take us to school the following morning, and depending on what we were doing after school, I could get a ride home with them, too. But not today. I had to walk, and a boy walked with me.

“Hi, Jess.”

“Hi, Coops.”

“Like, what’s happening?”

“Nuthin’ much. How about you?”

“I was thinking. How would you like me to take you to the flicks on Friday night?”

“Wicked. Do you have a car?”

“yeah, I do.”

“Neat,”

“I’ll pick you up at six-thirty. Can you text me your address?”

“Cool, no problem.”

I know I’m supposed to be grounded, but I’m pretty sure I can sweet-talk Mum into letting me go to the cinema with Cooper.

We continued walking together before he had to turn down another street, so we stopped when he asked, “Do you know any chicks who want to work part-time?”

“Yeah, me.”

“Awesome. My parents own a coffee shop and need a couple of chicks to work on Saturday and Sunday. You interested?”