The neighbors need a sitter for the weekend.

Candy bounded down the stairs to the kitchen, her perky tits jumping up and down in her tight tee with every quick step she took. She could smell fresh cookies baking as she reached the ground floor, and when she rounded the corner into the dining room, she could see her mother leaning against the kitchen counter as she waited for her daughter, her apron dusted with flour.

Candy's mother was in her forties, but could still catch the eye of most of the men in the neighborhood. Her hair was cut to shoulder length, but with a wavy poof to it that surrounded her head like a golden aura. The blond was almost a cartoonish exaggeration of her daughter, with with child-bearing hips, a plump ass that jutted out behind her and a pair of G-cup breasts that strained against her apron. She gave her daughter a smirk and raised one eyebrow as she watched her enter the kitchen. "I swear, you must be part cat, Candy, falling asleep at the drop of a hat like that." She wiped her hands off on her apron and pointed to a note stuck to the fridge. "While you were napping, the Shoats... from down the street? They called, asking for you. Apparently, Frieda's sister got into some sort of accident and they have to go help out for the weekend. Well, the sister lives a couple hours away and they need a sitter til Sunday night. I told them that I didn't think you had any plans, but I'd have to ask. Do you think you could help them out?"

"Sure!" Candy's eyes lit up as she heard the job offer, and she gave an excited bounce on her heels, making her tits jiggle. "I love sitting for the Shoats! And for the whole weekend? I'll have to grab my swimsuit!" The Shoats lived a couple blocks away in a big house that Candy loved, and they had a pair of twins that were so well behaved that it was hardly any work at all watching them. The best part of it all was the fact that the family had an in-ground pool and hot tub that she had permission to use whenever she was sitting for them. Staying there for a whole weekend, she could even invite Andy over after the twins went to sleep. Maybe she'd even get in a little fooling around with her boyfriend, Candy thought as her pink lips curled into a wide smile. "I'll call them right away," she said as she reached for the phone.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Candy's mom said with a shake of her head. "You go pack some things for the weekend and I'll let them know that your on your way. They sounded like they were in a real rush, so the sooner you can get over there, the better."

"Thanks, Mom!" The teenager gave her mom a quick peck on the cheek and dashed back up to her room to pack.

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Half an hour later, she was walking up the path to the Shoat's front door, with a small duffel bag under her arm packed with everything she thought she might need for the weekend. She hadn't taken the time to change, since the family was in such a hurry and she hoped that she hadn't forgotten anything important. She'd decided to pack her bikini instead of her one-piece swimsuit. If Andy did come over later on, she wanted to surprise him with it.

Reaching for the doorbell, she pressed it and then, putting on her widest, friendliest smile, she waited for someone to answer.