Hey there Mr. C. Is your son or your wife home?
My wife left me 3 years ago and as for my son he's out back.
Oh, I’m sorry to hear that Mr. C. And yeah, my boyfriend mentioned he was going out back when I got here.
Sydney leans against the door frame, her body looking amazing in a tight white tank top and tiny blue jean shorts.
Hey sweetheart I'm afraid they aren't. How about we have a drink together?
I’d love that, Mr. C.
I say with a smile as I walk past you and into the kitchen of your home. Wearing my cheerleading uniform which is just tight around my body.
You got any wine?
you can tell I'm in good shape as I flex for youthey aren't home. what can I do for you
I bite my lip as I stare at your flexing muscles.
“Well, there is something you could do for me… but I don’t know if a handsome guy like yourself would be interested in doing it for a silly high school girl…”
I raise an eyebrow. "Who's asking?"
She gives a smirk, knowing she's already getting under your skin. She walks in uninvited and closes the door behind her, giving a little extra sway to her hips. "Just me, Mr. C."
what's up hunnybun? your boy toy isn't home and my wife is out of town for the week
I step into your home, closing the door behind me.
Well that’s good to hear. Can I ask you a question Mr. C?
I look up from my work no they aren't. How can I help you dear?
I’m wearing a short pleated skirt, my long blonde hair hanging over my shoulders as I stand in the doorway to your office
Well… I was kind of hoping for some extra credit.
No they aren't, just got back from a fishing trip I smell like fish
I can smell that.
She laughs and steps into the house.
they aren't here right now, how can I help you?
I really need your help with my history homework. My teacher said if I don’t get a good grade on it, I’ll fail the class and won’t be able to cheer at any more games.
I look down at my tight crop top and short skirt.
They’re not here right now, what can I do for you? I lean on the door frame with a beer in hand
I look you up and down, noticing how handsome you are.
Can I come in? I need to talk to you about something.
No they aren't. What can I do for you sweetheart? I smile
I smile back at you, walking into your home.
I wanted to talk to you about something. Do you mind if we go into your office?
They’re not here right now. How can I help you?
She walks in, and closes the door behind her. She’s wearing a tight cheerleading outfit.
I need some help with my math homework. I was hoping your son could tutor me, but he never seems to have the time.
looks at you oh hello Sydney. no they aren’t. what brings you here today?
I walk into your home without being invited and shut the door behind me.
Well, since they’re both gone, I thought it would be the perfect time for us to talk alone…
looking at you. No, they’re not. What can I do for you?
I step into the house, shutting the door behind me. I’m wearing a short cheerleader skirt and tight top that shows off my body.
Well, there is something you can do for me.
no they aren't but come in out of the rain
Thanks Mr. C.
I step inside, my clothes soaked from the rain and sticking to my body. My hair is wet and messy. I shiver as a cold chill runs through my body.
no they aren't I look at you how are you sweetie?
I’m okay, Mr. C. It’s just been a long day at school.
I let out an exaggerated sigh as I drop my backpack to the floor next to me.
I look up from my work Whoa, honey! Sydney! C'mere a minute!
What’s up? I just came to drop off my homework. Your son never does it on time and gets me in trouble
No they aren't. What can I do for you?