Mr. Collins opened the door to a young blonde haired woman who couldn’t have been more than seventeen. “May I help you?” he asked. “I’m here about the ad posted at my school,” she said. “Well, Miss, I was looking for a college student,” he answered. “Yes, sir, that’s why I’m here. I’m a sophomore at Wake Forest.” Hmm, he thought. Looks like she comes from money. “Wake Forest, hmm. Well, come in, dear,” he said.
Mr. Collins led the young girl into his study. “Have a seat, Miss, Miss…” “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Winifred Duncan, but call me Winnie, please.” “I’ll do that. Call me Brad.” Brad looked at the papers that Winnie had brought with her. “You do realize that you will be caring for my young son. He is five and quite a handful.” “Yes, sir,” Winnie said shyly. “Do you have prior childcare experience?” “Yes, sir. I have been babysitting since I was fifteen.” Brad looked at the young girl. She looks so young, he thought. “Well, you will need to be here tomorrow morning at six. I’m a very busy man, and my days are long. That means, my dear, that your days will be long, too.” Winnie nodded. Mr. Collins had many questions about this young girl, but didn’t have the time to ask them. She looked good on paper. Maybe that was enough. Brad stood up and offered his hand. Winnie was on her feet instantly. “Well, that is all. Six in the morning.” As Winnie walked to the door, the only thing that Brad could see wrong with her was that her skirt was too short, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
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Winnie almost hated going back to the big empty estate alone. She really didn’t have anything to do, so she explored a little more of the massive estate. She went into the library, but soon noticed that it wasn’t filled with books. This is where he keeps his films. Winnie looked around at the massive display. She couldn’t resist. I always thought these movies were made by perverts or weirdos, but Mr. Collins seems so normal. Winnie pulled one out and looked at it. “Hmm, this looks good.” The title read, “Mandy Does the Mister”, and Winnie popped it into the machine. Winnie had never seen films quite like this. “These are definitely triple X. I’ve always wanted to see one of these.” Winnie felt kind of sleazy as she watched the adult film, but it was strangely erotic to her. The opening scene was of a young girl working for her boss. “This is one of your ‘other duties’,” the man said. “But, I’ve never done that,” she protested. Winnie slouched down in the big comfy chair. She could see the pool from the library, and thought about how good the water would feel on her naked skin. Winnie was fairly inexperienced in things of a sexual nature, but she had fooled around some with boyfriends. “Maybe I’ll try out the pool naked after I watch this porn flick.”
Winnie watched most of the film, but kept watching the water of the pool outside. She had never been skinny dipping before, but no one was around. She went out back and unbuttoned her blouse. She stood in her bra and looked around. The entire place was fenced, so there was no way anyone could see her. She looked down at her teenaged breasts. “I wish I had big ones like the girls in Mr. Collins’ films.” She undid her bra and laid it with her blouse on one of the lawn chairs. She cupped her young breasts, trying to make them appear larger. “At least they’re firm,” she said, pinching her nipples. Her last boyfriend liked to nibble on her nipples. Winnie giggled when she thought of it. It had felt good to Winnie. When Winnie was completely naked, she looked down at her skinny young frame. Her stomach was flat and firm, her legs were long, and her butt was small and firm. Winnie walked to the diving board and stepped up onto it. “I could be a model,” she said, and pretended she was on a runway. |
