Sarah is prompt and reliable

You pace around nervously next Friday evening, hoping Sarah shows up, hoping she doesn't tell her parents about your wife's **** humiliation. You glance out periodically,nervous as a virgin on his first date. Your wife has given you instructions for the teenage seductress as well. You want to make sure Sarah gets the information she needs.

Finally, right on time, you see the head of the cherub-faced girl over the neighboring fence, her brunette ponytail bobbing behind her. You can't help but feel your cock swell in your slacks, just by her mere presence. Sarah doesn't even have a chance to press the doorbell on the porch before you open the white door to your home.

"Oh!! Mr. Doe! You startled me!" squeaks your erstwhile babysitter as you stand grinning before her.

"I'm sorry, my dear! I guess I'm just eager to get our weekend started!" you smile wolfishly, taking in her soft girlish curves in her usual attire of tight tee shirt and jeans. "Come in! Come in!" you gesture, moving out of the way to allow her entrance.

"I..I..didn't know what to bring.." the flustered teen says, turning to you as you close the door behind her.

"You've brought the most important thing..yourself!" you say gleefully, grabbing her small hand in yours.

She follows along as you walk with her up the stairs, ending up at the door of what she knows to be the guest bedroom.

"Mrs. Doe says you'll find everything you need in here!" you offer softly, turning the handle and opening the door to the dark room.