I send her off, but she's relentless

“Off with you, you Miss Miller.” I think I surprise Alison a little when I am able to resist her suggestive banter and sexy body and send her to her room. “Go up to your room and reflect on what you have to do to change your life for the better.” When she reaches for her cell, I cover it with my hand. “No phone. You can have it again for an hour after dinner, but then you'll have to leave it in the safe until morning.” I am expecting an argument from the young coed, but she sulks off without a fight. “Don't forget you have a test tomorrow!” I should have known Alison had something planned by the sassy grin she gives me as she leaves.

I spend most of the afternoon in the backyard taking apart my lawnmower and give it a complete overhaul including new plugs, filters and a resharpened blade. By the time I was tightening the last bolt on the cover, I had pretty much gotten Alison and her teasing out of my mind so when I can back into the kitchen, this time I was the one caught by surprise.

“Hi, Mr. Patterson.” She giggles, “I noticed, you took a special interest when I told you about my experience in the party as a young cheerleader.” She shimmies her hips so her skirt lifts giving me a look at her panties. “I bet you'd like a chance to take me for a ride, huh?”

Well, she's right about that, but I don't have to give in without a fight. I do make a mental note to have her wear this cheerleading uniform this weekend though when I do finally fuck this sexy teen.

“You don't take 'no' for an answer, do you Miss Miller?” Her eyes drop, but only long enough for her hands to find the hem of her top and start lifting it slowly. She is teasing me like a stripper in a gentlemen's club.

“Let's just say I get what I want, Mr. Patterson.” Alison lifts her top even higher giving a flash of her white tit before turning away in mock shyness. “What about you, Sir, are you going to get what you want?”