Chapter 4A: Summer Holidays

Mrs. Jensen found the dvd in Bobby's jacket pocket and noticed the name 'Sarah' printed on it. She thought that was a little strange and went to the living room and popped it in the player. A few flashes of light and then the scene of Sarah sitting on the sofa appeared, nestled tightly against her body was Julie, Jimmy's older sister. Mrs. J. watched the scenes roll by and it appeared that they were watching a movie on TV with the lights dimmed to give the room an eerie appearance. Bobby was seated on sofa to the far left side of the girls while his friend Jimmy sat on the floor to the right of the girls.

Silently, Mrs. J. watched the drama unfold and for some mysterious reason was filled with the expectation that something exciting was going to happen. The two girls looked so hesitant yet fascinating as they sat so close to each other. Sarah was dressed in a white, cottony blouse and tight blue jeans and she stared straight ahead with her eyes glued to the television.

Julie looked tiny compared to the extremely well proportioned Sarah but her girlish appearance gave her a very sexy look. Her long, dark hair flowed down her back and looked in sharp contrast to Sarah's light colored complexion. Mrs. J. had to admit that the size of Julie's chest looked as big as Sarah's if not larger which was odd for such a small girl.

The next thing she knew, Julie put her arm around Sarah's shoulders and hugged her tight into her slender body. Mrs. J. couldn't believe it when the tiny fingers started playing with the buttons of Sarah's blouse and one by one undid them. It was like watching the back seat of a car in lover's lane or the back row of a movie theater. Seeing two people neck and caress seemed almost clandestine and Mrs. J. had the urge to shut off the player.

Then Julie pulled the blouse out of the waistband of the jeans and opened the front to expose a skimpy, revealing bra. It did appear that Sarah did resist at first, but in a matter of seconds, the hand forced its way upward to the swelling chest.

Mrs. J. watched Sarah's face closely and saw the sign of helplessness as she allowed her tits to be caressed by another girl. Sarah's eyes remained fixed straight ahead and Julie's fingers worked their magic to bring a moan of protest, as she pinched the tips of the bra cups. It was obvious that special attention was being paid to the most sensitive nipples but the thin material hid the actual caress. One had to use their imagination to see what the fingers were really doing.

Why she blushed, Mrs. J. really didn't know the answer to but it was probably because she was watching something confidential. It was not meant for her to see and she actually felt guilty for watching the young kids without their permission. But then again, she reasoned, they were not supposed to be doing this type of thing when she left a babysitter in charge.

Thinking back, she now realized why Bobby acted so differently the last few months when she got Sarah to look after their eight-year-old daughter. Certainly, at 15 Bobby was old enough to look after April but Mrs. J. didn't trust him, as he was always so preoccupied with other things. Last year when the Jensen's went out, he would not stick around and usually went over to his friend's place or had one of them in for the evening. The times he remained in the house, he would stay in his room all night and the boys would play with his computer. Apparently he was now more interested in girls and the dvd was evidence of the fact.

Then the scenes on the screen garnered her full attention and she watched Sarah put her hand up to her breast with the intention of putting a stop to what Julie was doing. The sudden retaliation by the younger girl was shocking and Mrs. J. held her breath as the protective arm was twisted out of the way. Julie jerked Sarah's arm behind her back and a frightened look adorned her beautiful face as she pleaded with her eyes for Julie to stop.

Mrs. J. quickly resisted the impulse to turn off the player and could feel her temperature go up a few degrees. It was wrong to watch but the sight of two girls touching each other was something she had never witnessed. She completely neglected her son and Jimmy and forgot they were even there.

For some unknown reason, Mrs. J. found it extremely alluring to see Sarah being forced to endure the caresses of the much smaller teenager. Mrs. J. was close the same size and proportions as Sarah and easily put herself in the same compromising position. It appeared that Sarah was in turmoil as she was making futile protests and her face seemed to be troubled from what was happening. The scenes got a little hotter and Mrs. J. could feel her stomach quiver when Julie leaned in and kissed Sarah full on the lips.

Mrs. J's eyes opened wide as she watched the heated kiss, at least as far as Julie was concerned, and suddenly Julie's dainty hand slipped beneath the lacy cup. Any onlooker would misconstrue Sarah's struggle as signs of passion, and that is exactly how Mrs. J. saw it. When Julie's skillful fingers flipped the bra up to expose a milky breasts, Mrs. J. ran her tongue around her open lips in amazement.

She had long envied Sarah's physique, especially her breasts, as they appeared to be the perfect size and shape. Mrs. J. envisioned them as being very firm and youthful with only a slight jiggle when she moved. The images filling the screen were evidence of their perfection and she marveled at the long, pronounced nipples, as they stood erect from the cool air.

Mrs. J. had not seen another woman's boobs for years, not since the time she was a member of a fitness club. This was different as she now looked at Sarah with lustful desires and she could feel herself becoming more aroused by the minute. At the gym, her stares had been with envy or admiration and in some cases that of pity.

She watched as Sarah twisted and finally broke free of the fiery dominator and shifted her body to the left, moving nearer to Bobby who was sitting on that side of the sofa. She whispered something to him and Mrs. J. watched her son smile at Sarah while his lips moved in response. Nothing could be heard on the dvd as he was too far away from the camera and his voice was too low to be picked up by the microphone. The look on Sarah's face, one of utter defeat, said it all. Mrs. J. wondered what he could have said which had such an impact on the babysitter as surely a 15 year old didn't have that much power.

Mrs. J. became aware of the boys presence and noticed that each had a firm grip on the front of their jeans. Bobby's face looked confident and assured while Jimmy was highly wound up and excited. Not wanting to spy on her son, she diverted her eyes to Jimmy and watched how Jimmy was rubbing his crotch. She shuddered with the knowledge he was touching himself in a state of animal arousal and that his youthful cock was most likely rock hard. Her eyes blinked and she felt a shiver run up her spine as she pictured the small, teenage cock and wondered what it felt like.

She felt a pang of guilt for spying on the teenage boys and quickly shifted her gaze back to the girls as the next phase seemed to be unwinding. Julie was pressed tightly against Sarah and Mrs. J. could see that she was whispering something in her ear. Whatever it was put a look of astonishment on Sarah's face and then Julie put her little hand over Sarah's, guiding it to the waistband of her jeans.

Mrs. J. could not believe what was happening as Sarah unbuttoned her own jeans and then her fingers unzipped the fly. Julie cooperated by pushing the material to the sides to reveal shear, baby blue panties. She whispered something else in Sarah's ear and it brought a low whimper that could be heard faintly on the movie.

In astonishment, Mrs. J. watched the older girl slowly slip her hand down the front of her newly exposed flesh, slipping it into the baby blue waistband. There was a short gasp from Sarah's lips as she drew nearer the intended target. She held still until Julie prodded her to continue further, then her hand closed over the nerve center. Sarah shut her eyes in shame and sobbed from being forced to obey the degrading command.

The newly exposed flesh teased the watchers as the opening in Sarah's jeans offered a view of the 'V' cut lines of the skimpy panties. Julie's fingers immediately slipped under Sarah's arm to caress the flat tummy above the elastic waistband, further tormenting the frustrated babysitter.

Subconsciously, Mrs. J's hands slipped into her loose fitting top and closed over her soft breasts, which were heaving by this time. She pinched the hardened nipples through the lacy bra and didn't take her eyes off the action on the television. There seemed to be a roaring fire deep in her belly and she felt shameful for yearning for equal caresses from the young teenager molesting Sarah. "Oh gawd," she thought as her body shuddered violently. "What would it feel like to have my body felt by Julie, or even Sarah?" she wondered and noticed how erotic Sarah looked in the clutches of another girl.

It was almost like Julie was performing for the camera as she left an opening for the lens to record the erotic happenings. Obviously whoever chose the camera location made an ideal choice as it showed all the action almost like you were in the room? With the skill of someone twice her age, Julie proceeded to turn Sarah into an obedient servant much to the enjoyment of Bobby and Jimmy.

Julie put her lips to Sarah's and they kissed, at first it was evident that Sarah kept her mouth closed but that soon changed. Their mouths melted into one and the tiny girl rose above Sarah to kiss her with desperate passion. The camera angle showed the front of Sarah's body, which was by now almost fully exposed, and Julie's fingers were completing the task of removing the bra and blouse.

Once they were discarded, her fingers teased the milky flesh, which brought instant reactions from the distraught Sarah. Julie caressed and massaged the naked breasts, raking her nails lightly over the reddened flesh but purposely avoiding the tips. In the meantime, Sarah did her best to keep her hand which was buried deep in her panties, absolutely still, not daring to move a finger as they were so dangerous close to her most sensitive control button. She held her breath and prayed that Julie would ease up on her assault, which could give her time to recompose herself.

It was obvious Julie's teasing was having an affect by the pain etched on Sarah's pretty face, which was evident on the screen. Then Julie brushed the nipples, ever so lightly on the very tips, which made the poor girl squirm in the soft cushions in an effort to get away from the demanding fingers. Mrs. J. was only aware of what was shown in the movie and it appeared that the two girls were real lovers.

The heat was building and in desperation, Mrs. J. ripped her lacy bra from her chest to enable her fingers to duplicate the actions performed by the young teenager. Then Julie pinched the tender bud between her thumb and forefinger, pulling it out from Sarah's body and Mrs. J's body arched in unison with Sarah's. She could hear a loud moan from her poor babysitter and the sounds from her own lips were almost identical.

Wow, what came over her, Mrs. J. wondered as her fingers madly caressed her aching nipples? She could feel the wetness creeping into the crotch of her panties and knew she had not been this wet in years. Rubbing her slender thighs together in a vulgar fashion felt so good and it was all she could do to keep from touching herself down there.

When Julie's hungry mouth dropped down to consume a naked rose bud, Mrs. J. felt like a lightning bolt shot through her loins. It had been a long time since she had been this aroused and knew she should turn the dvd off before it was too late. She could almost feel her nipples being kissed, licked, nibbled, and sucked and never took her eyes off the two girls.

The fires burst into full-fledged desire so quickly that her will to stop watching the sordid scenes was extinguished. Faint sucking sounds could be heard which added to the glorious spectacle and she couldn't believe the sight of another woman's breasts could make her feel so faint. The camera viewpoint showed the hungry mouth open around a hardened nipple and sharp, white teeth close over the extended bud. Instinctively, her own fingers pinched harder and twisted until there was a mixture of pain and lust.

Mrs. J. gave a sigh of relieve when Julie straightened her body and came face to face with Sarah. There were no sounds, just unspoken words as Julie communicated with her eyes. The kiss began and it appeared that Sarah resisted for the first while. Before long, two hungry mouths were locked in passionate embrace while Julie's hands continued their prowess and the short respite was over.

The slender fingers worked their way down Sarah's soft, silky skin and every time they caresses a tender spot, Sarah's body would react with a jerk or a flinch. Then Mrs. J. could see Julie break the kiss and move her lips to whisper in Sarah's ear. She could only imagine what Julie said but whatever it was brought instant protests from Sarah. Her lips mouthed the words and her head shook to indicate she didn't like what Julie had whispered.

Mrs. J. reached forward and turned up the volume on the television and suddenly the sound became clearer. She could now hear what Sarah was saying. "No, please don't make me do it. Please, I won't stop you but don't make me touch myself in front of the boys," she pleaded with the demanding girl.

Julie leaned in closer to whisper again and this time Sarah began to sob. Her lithe body shook in despair but then Julie slid her hand down the front of Sarah's body, gliding between the denim and silk. The hand was hidden from Mrs. J's view by the pants, but it was evident that her fingers were covering Sarah's hand, with only the sheerest layer of silk separating the two. There was movement indicated by the stirring material and Mrs. J's heart beat faster as she realized Julie was pressing on Sarah's fingers.

Sarah looked from side to side for someone to rescue her but no one appeared. By watching the agony on Sarah's face, Mrs. J. could only imagine what it would be like to succumb to another woman's wishes. She pictured the delicate finger being forced into her own slit, covering the tender clitoris and inadvertently caressed the sensitive bud.

Another demand was spoken to the shaken babysitter; one that could only be heard by those close in attendance and Mrs. J. watched the scenes unwind to find out what was next. Sarah looked with pleading eyes in Bobby's direction and found no resolve. He merely smiled and allowed the young teenager to ravage the unwilling woman.

Mrs. J. suddenly realized that Julie, and Bobby for that matter, must hold some strong, mystical hold over Sarah which enabled them, with a mere word or glance, to force her to surrender. She would ignore the warning signs, as what she was watching was far too erotic to resist. Her eyes were glued to the suddenly magnetic images as they were turning her into a wanton woman.

The scenes filling the screen mesmerized Mrs. J. as she watched the much smaller girl take complete control over the scantily clad Sarah. Julie's demeanor changed so that now she was more domineering and insistent as her damning fingers continued their trek. She traced circles around the exposed area between Sarah's breasts and waist, threatening to dart higher or lower at any moment. Then her forefinger pushed into the tiny indent at the center of Sarah's flushed body and acted like a small cock was fucking the belly button. Sarah's tummy sucked in and out with the thrusting finger and she felt total embarrassment from the intentions of the teenager.

Sarah pulled her hand out of her panties in a flash and a look of relief crossed her face. There was an evil smile on Julie's girlish face as her hands went to the waistband of the denim and slowly rolled them over the flared hips. Obediently, Sarah raised her body to allow the pants to be pushed all the way down her shapely legs and she was left with only the flimsy panty covering her most ultimate treasures.

Julie's demanding hands returned to the elastic edges of the baby blue material and her fingers slipped under the stretchy waistband. Mrs. J's heart stopped in anticipation as she asked, "Was she or wasn't she?" wondering if the hand was going to find Sarah's pussy.

The movie was having a profound affect on Mrs. J. and her hands were shaking so bad that she almost couldn't undo her pants. Finally loosening the restrictive clothing, she slipped her hand down the front of her panties and over her raised womanhood. She held absolutely motionless for a few seconds, realizing that once she broke the barricade, there would be no stopping.

Mrs. J. would never know what she looked like sitting half undressed on the floor in front of the television. Completely naked above the waist, she sat up straight with her eyes fixed on the screen and her hand shoved down her pants in a display of vulgar lust. The edges of her pants draped open and all a person could see was the shear, white panty under her still right hand.