“I’ve got you a new gig for you,” Lily’s mom announces over breakfast.

“Oh, yes?”

“The Mitchells, that new couple around the corner, they’d like your services on Friday night. If that’s OK?”

Lily’s been doing some babysitting to earn a few bucks, with varying results. “What and how old?” she asks, keen to avoid any around ten - the age of ‘Terrible Tommy’ who’d been an absolute nightmare.

“Boy, two and a bit,” her mother answers a little smugly, because she knows all about Tommy.

“Cool,” the girl replies, sounding much happier. “Potty trained but still cute and sweet. “What time?”

“Six-thirty for seven. Usual rate.”

“Nice work,” Lily tells her, smiling, “consider yourself hired as my manager.”

“Does that mean I get ten percent?”

“In your dreams, Mom,” Lily tells her fondly, grabbing a piece of toast and kissing her on the top of the head before heading out the door.

Lily rings their doorbell at six-twenty-five and has to restrain a gasp when Mr Mitchell opens the door, because he’s an absolute hunk: open-necked dress shirt with a black tie hanging around the collar, very snuggly fitting dress pants, and, best of all, a handsome face smiling down at her. “Lily?” he asks.

“Yes,” she answers, delighted when it doesn’t come out all high, squeaky, and excited, because that’s how she feels.

“Come on in,” he says, guiding her with a gentle touch on her shoulder which raises goosebumps all over the young girl’s skin. “Honey, Lily’s here!” he bellows up the stairs.

They wait a few seconds, and then a vision of loveliness in a short silk kimono appears at the top of the stairs. Lily isn’t absolutely sure, but she thinks that she can see her pussy at the top of a pair of slender, lightly tanned legs. A warmth spreads out from Lily’s pussy, and her clit starts to tingle.

Lily has no access to porn at home, and her sexual desires have so far all involved boys and girls at school that she has crushes on. Thanks to some of the ... naughtier boys, Lily has seen a few pictures of erect penises, and finds them exciting, if a little scary. But she’s also intrigued by the soft curves of girls’ bodies. Both have at times featured in her fantasies and her nocturnal experimentation, although she’s yet to have her first orgasm.

This is the first time Lily’s even potentially encountered someone else’s naked genitals, and she can feel her nipples hardening, but doesn’t want to tear her eyes away to look down to check if they’re showing.

“Come on up, sweetie,” the lovely woman says, “and I’ll introduce you to Toby.”

As Lily gets closer, she can indeed see the woman’s pussy under her short robe, and it looks divine: bald and neat as a little girl’s, just like her own had been only a few years earlier; her vagina clenches hard at the sight, and the tingling intensifies.

“I’m Zoe, by the way,” she says when Lily gets to the top of the stairs, “And that ill-mannered lout is my husband, Liam.” She holds out her hand, and they shake briefly. Lily’s a little worried that Zoe might be able to feel the way she’s trembling with arousal, but she just smiles and leads her through to a bedroom.

“This is the little terror,” she whispers, bending over the side of the small bed to stroke her son’s cheek. Lily’s face burns red as she has the most spectacular view of the woman’s bare bottom with her pussy peeking out between the tops of her thighs. Lily’s clit is erect and tingling like crazy, and she has to force herself to walk forward and look down at the sleeping infant.

“I’d better get ready before Liam starts nagging me,” Zoe says, and leaves Lily stroking his chubby cheeks as he coos softly. Lily tries to calm her breathing as images of Zoe’s ass and pussy keep popping into her head.

“How do I look?” Lily hears about five minutes later, and turns to see Zoe in a figure-hugging green satin halter top dress. It’s clear that she has no bra on, and Lily can see no sign of any panties either. She looks stunning.

“You look beautiful,” the young girl gushes, unable to take her eyes from Zoe’s perfectly-shaped breasts and hard nipples, which are clearly visible through the thin material.

“You’re very sweet,” Zoe says fondly, softly stroking Lily’s cheek and down to her neck. It sends shivers down the girl’s spine straight to her clit.

She leads Lily downstairs, where Liam has fixed his tie and put on his jacket; Lily thinks that he looks incredibly sophisticated and sexy.

“OK. We’d better go. Have fun, and please treat this place like your own home,” Zoe says. “Help yourself to drinks and food, although it’s probably best to lay off the hard liquor,” she adds, giggling. Then she kisses the tips of her fingers and places them lightly on Lily’s lips. It’s an innocent gesture, but Zoe sees the look of lust cross the young girl’s face.

Lily’s still trembling at the feel of Zoe’s fingertips as she watches her go over to her husband and whisper something in his ear. He smiles and comes over to Lily. “Bye-bye, sweetie,” he says, bending down, and then he kisses her on the lips.

It isn’t an open-mouthed kiss, but it rocks Lily’s world. Her eyes flutter shut as she returns the kiss, feeling herself melting into it. When his lips leave hers, it’s several heartbeats before she opens her eyes and feels her face burning at the way her head is still tilted up and her lips pursed for more.

“See you later, Lily,” they call out as they shut the door behind them.

Lily stands there, trying to get her pounding heart under control and quell the intense arousal that she’s feeling.

She tries to watch TV, but the memories of Zoe’s beautiful pussy and bottom, and Liam’s kiss and his muscular frame, all keep the young girl almost constantly turned on. As she sits on the couch, she finds she’s squirming her ass and squeezing her thighs together, trying to get some relief, and even briefly considers masturbating, but she doesn’t dare.

Trying to distract herself, she goes to the kitchen and gets a Diet Coke and a bag of chips, and then wanders around looking at the Mitchells’ belongings. Having finished her snack, she decides to check on Toby. He’s still asleep, looking adorable, and she tucks the covers up under his chin and leaves him to it.

As she heads back downstairs, she passes a partially open doorway. Through the gap, she can see that it’s Liam and Zoe’s bedroom. Pushing the door wider, she sees Zoe’s closet with the doors open. Wondering what other lovely clothes the woman owns, she goes over and looks through them, feeling the luxurious and no doubt expensive material between her fingertips.

There’s a minuscule red satin dress that Lily takes out and holds before her body, looking at herself in the full-length mirror. It’s stunningly short, barely coming down below her own pussy, and she can’t help wondering where Zoe could possibly wear such a thing.

Imagining Zoe wearing the dress, with her gorgeous, bald pussy peeking out the bottom, undoes all the good work that Lily had done, and suddenly she’s horny as fuck again.

She wanders around, looking in drawers, until she finds Zoe’s underwear drawer. She fights with her conscience for several seconds before she picks out a tiny scrap of lace and holds it up between her fingertips. It’s a G-string that literally consists of one tiny triangle of material joined to two thin ribbons. Lily tries to imagine how it must feel against the smooth skin of Zoe’s vulva with the ribbon tickling her asshole, and it does nothing to lower the young girl’s heart rate. She briefly toys with the idea of trying it on, but sanity overcomes her curiosity and desire.

Reluctantly, she shuts the drawer and then looks at Zoe’s makeup. She picks up a lip gloss, and, seeing that it’s cherry-flavoured, her favourite, she applies it to her lips.

She checks on Toby again, and he’s fine, so she goes back to the lounge. Using the remote, she turns the TV on and flicks through their favourited channels. She watches bits and pieces of various shows, but nothing really takes her fancy.

Then she finds some soft porn channels and watches open-mouthed at the beautiful men and women in various states of undress, kissing and caressing each other. There are plenty of lovely boobs and bottoms, but she’s a little disappointed that, although hinted at, nothing more is really shown.

After another check on Toby, she resumes where she left off and finds a video of two young-looking girls whose homework is quickly forgotten as they start to kiss. Watching their gentle caresses as they slowly strip each other has Lily mesmerized: she’s never seen anything so erotic or so beautiful. Once again, Lily has to fight the urge to touch herself.

Just as they’re peeling off each other’s panties, Lily hears giggling outside the front door and some scrabbling as the Mitchells try to get the key in the lock. She quickly switches to the original channel and tries to calm both her heart rate and her breathing.

When they finally come in, Zoe’s first through the door, with Liam very close behind her. She has his jacket draped over her shoulders, but she sees Lily’s eyes as they’re drawn to the split in her dress. She slides the jacket off, drapes it over the back of a chair, and then draws her husband into a lingering and very French kiss. As they kiss, Zoe allows her right leg to drift into the air, Hollywood starlet mode, which she knows will open the split pretty much to her hip. When they finally break apart, she can see the girl’s face is flushed, and her pert little boobs are rising and falling rapidly.

“Hey, Lily,” Zoe says, slurring her words a little. Then she kind of shivers as Liam begins to kiss her bare neck. “Everything OK?”

“Toby was no trouble at all,” Lily tells her, watching as Zoe’s nipples harden under Liam’s tender kisses and become clearly visible through the silken material.

“I’m sure that Lily doesn’t want to watch us fooling around,” Zoe protests at Liam’s continued attentions.

“Don’t mind me,” Lily says, loving the show. “You two look so beautiful together.”

“See,” Liam says happily, and cups Zoe’s breasts, using his thumbs to raise Zoe’s nubs to even greater lengths.

Unknown to the young girl, Liam is pressing his erection between Zoe’s ass cheeks, pushing the soft material between them so that it rubs against her sensitive asshole.

Lily’s thrilled to be watching them, her little clit tingling away madly between her legs. Liam watches Lily carefully as he slips his hands inside her dress, and loves the way the young girl’s lips part in a tiny gasp and her eyes go wide with excitement.

Zoe, too, is watching Lily carefully, and they both notice when she crosses her legs and squirms her ass on the couch, clearly excited and trying to put some pressure on what they both think is her probably virgin pussy.

When Liam hooks his fingers under the edges of the halter top, Zoe says, “Not yet,” in a whisper that’s deliberately just loud enough for the girl to hear. Lily begins to tremble at the unspoken promise that she may yet get to see Zoe naked.