“Oh,” she answered. “Playing with Bess, I assume.” Bess was the next-door neighbor’s daughter, and she was the same age as Kathleen. Mrs. Pages had told Bianca the two often played together.
Ben nodded, his eyes on the TV screen. A movie was on, but Bianca didn’t know what it was about. “I guess,” he said after a moment. “I suppose you know you can just hang around here if Kat’s out?” He turned to look at Bianca quizzically.
“Yes, your mother told me it was okay to do so,” Bianca responded. “Hey, I think I’m going to fix a snack for Kat, in case she gets hungry when she comes home.” She started to get up from the couch, and that was when she felt a hand clamp tightly on her wrist.
She looked down and saw it was Ben’s hand gripping her wrist. Surprised, she looked at Ben’s face. Still no trace of emotion there, but Bianca could have sworn she saw a faint glimmer of something in his eyes. She just didn’t know what it was.
“You can do that later,” Ben said. “Kat left a few minutes before you got here. She’ll be at the next house forever.” He tugged at Bianca’s wrist. “Relax, why don’t you? Let’s watch this movie.” He tugged again, and Bianca had no choice but to sit down again.
Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest. She didn’t know why, but she felt thrilled when Ben’s skin and touch made contact with her own. She flushed, angry at embarrassed at herself. She couldn’t believe she was acting like a schoolgirl in front of a guy. She was no longer in high school, for Pete’s sake! She was a college coed. Hence, she should be prim, proper, and mature.
Bianca took a deep breath, and that was when she felt a jolt of something between her legs.
She couldn’t believe it. What was that she just felt? Oh no, she thought desperately. I couldn’t be aroused sitting next to Ben Pages, could I?
For Bianca, the logical answer was no, but she felt otherwise. She felt another jolt between her legs again, and this time, there was no denying the wet feeling she was having in her panties. Not to mention she felt her nipples have become perky.
Quit it! Bianca screamed at her body. I will not let you make me look like a fool in front of this man, or in front of anyone else, for that matter! Behave, you body parts!
“Right?” Ben was saying.
Bianca was startled out of her thoughts. “What? I’m sorry, I was just thinking of something else,” she said.
Ben looked at her closely. “Are you okay?” he asked.
Bianca nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I’m fine. Never better!” she said chirpily.
“Do you know you’re very beautiful?” Ben asked suddenly.
The question took Bianca by surprise. Stunned, she looked at Ben, not saying anything.
Ben saw her stunned look and nodded. “I mean it. My parents and Janaare lucky to have you as the babysitter,” he said. “You’re very pleasing to the eye, and I think you’re very efficient too.”
How could anybody be so bold? Bianca wondered. Aloud, she said, “Thanks, but I’m very lucky to have found your parents and sister too.”
Ben leaned closer, the movie running in the television momentarily forgotten. Bianca almost flinched then had control herself. The nerve of this guy to tell her those things! Sure, Ben was good-looking, but that didn’t give him the right to speak to her that way. So Bianca squared her shoulders and stared back at those insanely clear baby blues. It was too late when she realized it was a mistake to look back at those almost-translucent eyes. A woman could look into those eyes forever.
Oh, God, Bianca thought helplessly.
“Do you think you’re lucky for having found me too, Bianca?” Ben said huskily. He had reached a hand out, and now it was stroking Bianca lightly on the back.
Bianca swallowed the giant ball of yarn that seemed to be stuck in her throat. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said. Her voice was calm, but she was shaking inside. She felt more of those jolts in between her legs now. The sensation of wetness grew as well. Now Bianca felt moist and sticky.
How she wanted to rid herself of those panties! Slide them down her slim hips, her long legs, and off her slender ankles. She would pick her panties up and smell them, right in front of Ben Pages. She would lick the large wet spot on the crotch area of her panties. She would rub the sticky fluid across her face and down her neck and breasts. Then she would stuff the panties inside her mouth and beg Ben to tie her up and do anything he wanted to do to her. She would be his willing slave. She would suck on his cock and feel it grow harder and larger in her mouth. She would-