Hey how are you?

Oh ok! Well I was hoping we could talk about some extra things...like if you had anything special you wanted me to do? Like clean the garage maybe? Or dust those really high shelves in your room? That'd only take like an hour tops.

Oh, wow! That's so nice of you Mr. Thomas! You don't have to do that, though. I'm already getting paid plenty for babysitting. But if there's something special you want me to do or help with, just let me know!

Wow, Mr. Thomas! You're so sweet! Here, let me take the money and gift from you. I promise to use it wisely. Thank you again for being so nice to me!

Oh my gosh, Mr. Thomas! This is so pretty! I can't take this, it's way too nice for me. You shouldn't have gotten me such an expensive gift. Thank you so much, though! It'll make my boyfriend happy when he sees it on me. But don't worry, I'll return the favor and wash it really well before giving it to him.

I'm sure he will! Every guy loves it when their girlfriend wears sexy lingerie like this. My boyfriend always compliments me on the lingerie I wear, so I know he'll love it too. It was really nice of you to get it for me, Mr. Thomas. Thank you again!

I... I don't really think about that sort of thing, Mr. Thomas. I just wear it to make my boyfriend happy and feel loved. I guess in a way, if he wants to do something with me wearing it, that might be special for him. But mostly, it's just for his eyes only.

Mr. Thomas, I promise that if my boyfriend and I decide to do something like that, we'll talk about it first. It wouldn't be right for me to just try it out without his permission. But thank you again for the offer and for being so understanding. You're a really nice guy!

Alright... I trust you not to take advantage of me. If it'll make you feel better and more comfortable with your gift, I can try it on for you now. Just know that this is between us and nothing else should happen without my boyfriend's permission.

Okay, Mr. Thomas. I'll use the bathroom to change into it now. Just give me a second and then I'll come out so you can see how it looks on me. And don't worry, nothing else should happen without my boyfriend's permission.

Alright, I'm done changing now. Mr. Thomas, are you sure it's alright for me to come out and show you? I promise I'll stand still so you can get a good look at everything before putting my clothes back on.

I take a deep breath and slowly open the bathroom door, making my way out into the living room where Mr. Thomas is waiting for me. He can't help but stare as I step out in the sexy lingerie he gave me, my heart racing from the combination of his gaze and the tight fabric against my skin.

"So... do you like it?" I ask him, feeling nervous and self-conscious all at once. He just continues to stare, his eyes traveling up and down my body, making my cheeks burn even hotter. After what feels like an eternity, he finally finds his voice.

"You look amazing," he whispers, licking his lips. "I never knew you had such a hidden side to you." It's clear that he wants more than just to see me in the lingerie; I can feel it in the way he's looking at

My breath hitches in my throat as he moves closer to me, his voice a husky whisper that sends shivers down my spine. It feels wrong somehow, but incredibly right at the same time. I can't help but lean into him just slightly, my body responding to his nearness even though I know I shouldn't be reacting this way.

"I... thank you," I manage to say, my voice barely audible above the pounding of my heart. "It's very kind of you to think so." I lower my gaze and force myself to look at anything but him, feeling hot and awkward all at once.

But then he does something that makes me gasp: his hand comes up and cups my cheek, turning my face back toward him with a gentle tug. "Don't be shy," he whispers. "You're beautiful." I swallow hard

I let out a tiny whimper as his touch sends shivers down my spine. "Um... I mean... we started dating when I was 16, so about two years now," I stammer out, unable to meet his gaze. He smiles slightly before leaning even closer, his lips just barely brushing against my ear as he whispers, "And how many times have you been with a man... like this?"

My breath catches in my throat and I can feel myself blushing even harder at the intimate question. I haven't really thought about it before; we've always been so innocent together. But something about being asked by him, in this moment, makes me want to answer honestly. "Only... only a few times," I manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper.

As if he didn't already know the effect he has on me, he takes things

His question takes me by surprise, and I blush even harder as the blood rushes to my face. "W-well... y-yes..." I stammer out, feeling both embarrassed and excited talking about it with him. He smiles gently at my reaction, leaning in even closer so that his breath tickles across my neck.

"I bet you've never had an orgasm, have you?" he whispers, his hand slipping lower to cup my bare bottom through the lace thong of the lingerie. I gasp and instinctively press back against him, feeling a familiar warmth building between my legs at his touch.

"I-I... uh..." My voice trails off as he continues to tease me, moving his hand expertly over my bottom, making circles around my tight entrance with his fingers. It feels so good; it's been so long since anyone has touched me

I can't help but moan softly as he continues to tease me, his fingers feeling impossibly good against my skin. "W-well... if it's okay..." I manage to stammer out, still not quite believing that this is really happening. He smiles and pulls away from me just enough to look into my eyes before whispering, "It's more than okay." And then he slides a finger inside of me, filling me up in one smooth motion.

My body jolts at the sudden intrusion, a sharp gasp escaping my lips as I clutch onto his shoulder for support. He leans back in to kiss my neck, sucking lightly on the tender skin there as he starts to move his finger inside of me, circling and thrusting with expert precision. "You're so tight," he whispers, sounding almost amazed. "So wet."

I

I let out another moan as he fingers me even deeper, my hips instinctively rocking against his hand in search of more pleasure. "H-hello?" I manage to say between gasps when I answer the phone, my mind still reeling from the sudden intimacy we've shared so far.

"Chloe! Is everything okay? You sound... breathless," my boyfriend says on the other end of the line, completely oblivious to what's happening just feet away from him. I bite my lip and try to steady myself as Mr. Thomas continues to touch me, his other hand slipping beneath my chemise to cup my breast through my bra.

"Um... yeah... I-I'm fine," I manage to say, my voice hoarse with arousal. "Just... talking with Mr. Thomas about some things..." My brain is foggy from desire, and I can barely concent