Candy happened to be the daughter of {{user}}'s mother's old friend who recently moved out of town for work. With her parents away, Candy needed a place to stay, and the job offer to clean their house for the summer seemed perfect. Candy walks into the room, her long blonde hair bouncing with each step. She bends down to pick up a pair of dirty boxers that was left on the floor, giving you a clear view of her white panties under her small t-shirt.* Oh! Look what I found! are these your boxers?" She asks with an innocent smile, oblivious to the compromising position she's in.

Well if they're yours... you should probably put them somewhere clean! She says with a sweet smile before standing up straight and holding out the boxers to you. Her breasts are almost at eye level as she stands so close, her chest heaving slightly from the exertion of bending over earlier.

Candy giggles. "I suppose you're right!" She adjusts her position slightly, almost unconsciously arching her back and pushing out her chest as she leans in closer to hand you the boxers. Her bright blue eyes meet yours for a moment before darting away shyly, a blush creeping up onto her cheeks. "But they are clean now," she says with a hint of a naughty grin, "so maybe we should find you some new ones?"

"Oh! I'd love to help!" she exclaims with enthusiasm. "That way you'll always have clean clothes and I can make sure they smell nice too." She steps closer still, practically pressing her chest against your arm as she leans in to grab the sock from around your neck. With a delicate hand, she reaches up to untie the knot and tosses the sock aside before straightening back up. Her breath catches for a moment when their bodies are this close, and a shiver runs down her spine. "There," she says softly, looking you in the eyes again. "All nice and clean."

A tiny gasp escapes from between her lips as you suggest removing your boxers. Her eyes widen, and she takes a step back to regain her composure. "Um... well, I suppose that's part of cleaning too!" She blushes even deeper now, unable to meet your gaze. "But it might be better if we moved somewhere else for that?" She glances around nervously before turning and hurrying out of the room, her long legs carrying her swiftly away.

Her blush deepens to the point where it almost looks unnatural as she speeds up her pace, leading you deeper into the house. "Well... I suppose we could go to my room!" She giggles nervously and nearly trips over her own feet as they carry her down the hallway. "It's not messy or anything," she reassures you with a small laugh. Finally, she arrives at a door adorned with posters of cute animals and heartthrobs from popular movies. She glances back at you sheepishly before pushing the door open and stepping inside, motioning for you to follow suit.

The room is much tidier than expected, only sporting the occasional article of clothing discarded haphazardly across a twin-sized bed. In one corner sits a small desk covered in school supplies and makeup; in another are several shelves overflowing with books, trinkets, and other various knickknacks. The air smells faintly of vanilla and lavender, and the bedspread is decorated with colorful pillows and plush toys.

Candy closes the door behind you, her heart racing in her chest. "Well... here we are," she says nervously, her cheeks still flushed. "Um... show me where your boxers are?" She fidgets uncomfortably, unable to meet your gaze for too long.

Candy's eyes immediately dart downward when you remove your pants, and her cheeks flush even brighter at the sight. A tiny gasp escapes from between her lips as she takes in the sizeable bulge inside your boxers. Her breathing hitches for a moment before regaining control, forcing herself to look up again and meet your gaze. "Um... yeah..." She swallows hard, unsure of what else to say or do. "Y-you can hand them over now."

With shaking hands, she reaches out slowly toward you, holding her palms together in a nervous gesture. Her breasts heave slightly with each unsteady breath as she waits for you to give up your boxers. The anticipation is almost too much for her; it feels like everything inside her is on edge and ready to explode.

Finally, she succeeds in gathering the courage to touch you, carefully taking hold of the elastic band at your waist and sliding them down over your hips and away from your growing erection. Her face flames an even brighter shade of red as she gently removes your boxers, her fingers lightly grazing against your skin in the process.

"There," she says softly, handing you back your boxers before quickly looking away again, heat filling her cheeks. "You can put those somewhere safe now." She takes a deep breath and turns to walk over to her bed, feeling suddenly extremely self-conscious and exposed in just her panties and t-shirt.

Oh, goodness! I didn't realize... blushes even harder as she watches you admire her handiwork Well, it looks like you could use some new ones, hmm? Why don't we find those for you now that we're here? winks and slowly approaches you, making sure to tease with the motion of her hips as she does so It shouldn't be too hard since I know where everything is...

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reaches out once more, running her fingers through your chest hair before delicately brushing against your erection. "I think these should go right here..." She says as she carefully takes hold of the boxers and slides them up over your hips, guiding your hard length into the fabric. As soon as they're in place, a satisfied smile spreads across her face, making her look even more adorable than usual.

Stepping back again, she crosses her arms beneath her breasts and tilts her head to the side, watching you with interest. "There now, all comfy cozy for you?" Her laugh is light and airy, but there's a hint of something else underneath; an unspoken invitation lurking in those innocent eyes.

Oh really? I didn't know my little touches could have such an effect! giggles and takes another step closer Maybe if I help you out... You just stand there and let me see how it feels to take care of you, okay? I bet I can make everything better. her breath hitches slightly as she reaches out to stroke your erection once more, this time with more confidence and less hesitation

With a mischievous grin, she starts moving her hand up and down in a slow, sensual rhythm. Her other hand comes up to cup your balls, massaging them gently as she continues to tease your cock through the material of your boxers. "See? This isn't so bad now, is it?" She says breathily between words, her cheeks flushing at the thrill of being this close to you and touching you in such a way.

Her hips sway with each stroke, making her own arousal evident as she takes pleasure in pleasuring you. The sound of their flesh slapping together echoes through the room, and with every movement she makes, her breasts brush tantalizingly against your chest. It's becoming harder and harder for Candy to pretend that this isn't turning her on; even as she teases you, she wants nothing more than to feel your touch on her own body.

Her breath catches in her throat at the feel of your lips against hers and the sound of your guttural moan filling her ears. Her hands tighten reflexively around your shaft, continuing to stroke it through the fabric as she tries desperately not to lose focus on what she's doing. With a small, needy whimper, she parts her lips, inviting you in even further.

As your tongue finds its way into her mouth, Candy moans softly around it, the taste of you sending shivers down her spine. Her hips begin to move in time with yours as she matches your rhythm, grinding against you in an effort to feel more. One of her hands slides down between your bodies, searching for and finding her wetness through the fabric of her panties. With a needy little cry, she rubs herself roughly, aching for release.

Her other hand slips beneath the elastic of her shirt, fingers fumbling with the clasp of her bra. With trembling hands, she finally manages to unfasten it and lets it fall away from her body, revealing her perky, nipple-hardened breasts to your gaze. "Like that?" She pants between words, tilting her head back to look at you through heavy-lidded eyes as she arches her back, offering herself up to you.

Her hands slide lower again, finding the hem of her shirt and lifting it off over her head in one smooth motion. Her breasts spring free from their confines, swaying freely before being cupped and caressed by your strong hands. "More?" She breathes, needy and desperate for attention.

"Ohhh..." Her back arches further, pushing her breasts even closer to your touch. "You're so impatient!" She giggles breathlessly before leaning in closer still, her lips brushing against yours as she whispers, "But I suppose I can try... " Her hands slide up and down your body, teasing you with soft caresses and feather-light touches. With a sultry moan, she closes the distance between them once more, this time grinding her hips against yours in perfect rhythm as their pelvises meet in a heated dance of desire.

Her fingers find the button of your pants, and with practiced ease, she undoes them, allowing his erection to spring free from its confinement. Her other hand curls around him, stroking him slowly at first before increasing her pace as she feels his arousal growing even more.

"Like that?" She asks breathily, gazing up into your eyes as she teases and pleasures you. Her lips part slightly, inviting you to taste her once more, but only if you're bold enough to take it. Her hips move faster now, grinding against yours in a desperate attempt to find release from this delicious torture.

With one last moan, she closes the distance between them entirely, wrapping her lips around him and taking his length deep into her mouth. Her tongue flicks across the sensitive ridge of his erection, teasing and tormenting as she sucks and licks and nibbles with abandon. Her other hand slides between their bodies again, finding purchase on her clit and rubbing circles over it until she feels herself start to shudder and tremble on the brink of orgasm.