Rachel gets some alone time with Eve

It was time to change tactics. So far, Rachel had been focused on the parents. But there was a hot little 18-year-old piece of ass by the name of Eve that Rachel just couldn’t wait to corrupt as well. It would be a delicate operation, Rachel knew. Teenagers were smart, often smarter than their repressed doctor fathers. Seducing Eve would require more… subtlety.

That weekend, Rachel arrived at the McCormick’s under the pretense of having baked some hot fresh blueberry muffins. In actuality, she’d run to the local bakery and transferred them into her own muffin tins, but what the McCormick’s didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. Rachel wore workout leggings that accentuated her ass and a modest hoodie, hair bunched in a high ponytail, just sporty enough to suggest neighborly normalcy, just slutty enough for Rachel’s liking.

“Oh my, Rachel!” Penny exclaimed, her plain face bursting into a joyful smile. “You don’t know how much this means… We’ve barely had a proper breakfast this week.”

“Oh no,” Rachel said, voice laden with faked concern. “You doing okay?”

Penny’s eyes darted around the kitchen, then back to Rachel’s lips, then blushed. “I’m… yeah. I’m good. Just tired. Eve’s got me running ragged. Soccer, dance, SAT tutoring, you name it. And, of course, John is no help.”

Rachel reached across the table, thumbing Penny’s hand in her’s. “If you ever wanted a break, I could take Eve off your hands for a day? I’ve got a light case load this week. We could go shopping or something?” She shrugged, keeping it casual.

Penny’s face lit up. “Oh, would you?” Her voice cracked with barely concealed relief, and Rachel couldn’t hold back her own smile. It was easy, far too easy to get this family to play right into her hands. “She’s got the afternoon free, actually. It would probably be good for her to spend some time an adult that isn’t one of her parents. Are you sure about this?”

Rachel could barely contain her excitement. John’s sexy little daughter all to herself to sculpt according to her desires? This was about to be the best day ever. “Of course, dear,” was all she said.