Monkey See, Monkey Do, Part One

Carolyn muted the TV, straining her ears but she couldn’t hear her little sister, Anna, or her friend, Katie. She listened for a few more seconds, then sighed heavily. When an eight-year-old was quiet this long, it usually meant they were up to no good. At least, that had been true of Carolyn when she was that age and Anna had way too much in common with Carolyn.

Uncoiling herself from the couch, Carolyn went in search of the two giggling bundles of energy. As she headed down the hallway to Anna’s room, she wondered again how she had gotten roped into this. It was Friday night, for God’s sake, and she was stuck babysitting. For free no less.

Well, not exactly for free. Her mom would owe her one for this, a debt she could cash in, say… When her girlfriend, Amy, went to the beach during summer vacation. Her mother hadn’t let her go last year but with this in her back pocket, she might have a chance.

After all, what fourteen-year-old girl didn’t want to spend two weeks at the beach? Sharing a room with her sexy as hell girlfriend, no less? Neither set of parents knew that the girls had stopped being just friends a year ago, so they wouldn’t think twice about letting them room together.

Thinking about Amy, she wished the girl was here. They could plop the munchkins down in front of the Lion King or whatever eight-year-olds were into these days and go to her room to fool around a little. A smile broke out on Carolyn’s face thinking about the strawberry blonde lying naked on her bed. Then she sighed, remembering the girl was out of town for the weekend.

There would be no strawberry blonde in her bed tonight, just a pillow she’d been abusing since she was twelve. Her mother wondered why she washed the poor thing so much but after a couple of weeks of grinding on it, it started to smell a little funky.

Grinning, she knocked on Anna’s door then, poked her head in, “What are you- Holy shit!”

Carolyn blinked a couple of times, but the scene on the bed didn’t change. She gaped at the two naked eight-year-olds tangled on the bed, both girls frozen by the sudden interruption of their games. Katie was atop Anna, straddling one of her hips. Even though her mind wouldn’t accept it, Carolyn knew what they had been doing. Judging by the sweat glistening on their bodies, they had been doing it for a while before she showed up.

Putting her hand to her mouth, she asked, “What the hell are you doing, Anna?”

Katie scrambled off her sister, pulling a pillow in front of her naked body. She looked like she was about to start crying, her big green eyes impossibly wide in surprise. Carolyn saw her lip start to quiver, and she changed her whole body language. She couldn’t deal with two crying eight-year-olds.

“Don’t cry,” she said, her voice soothing, “let’s… Um, let’s talk about this, okay?”

“Don’t tell, Mom,” Anna said, not as shy as her friend. She made no move to cover up.

“Jesus, Anna,” Carolyn said, laughing and shaking her head.

“I won’t tell, if you don’t,” the little girl said.

Frowning, Carolyn asked, “Tell her what, exactly?”

“About Amy,” Anna said. She tried to make it sound like a threat, but her quivering lip took some of the force out of it.

“What about Amy?” Carolyn asked, being cautious. She thought the girl knew about her and Amy, that they were lovers but Carolyn had sat through enough interrogations by their mother to know not to give herself away.

“Don’t get mad,” Anna said, tears in her eyes.

“Just tell me, Kiddo,” Carolyn said, sighing. The girl definitely knew. Carolyn just wanted to know how she knew.

“I was in your closet,” Anna said, looking about as guilty as a person could, “I know you said to stay out of your room… Please don’t be mad.”

Shaking her head, Carolyn put a couple of things together. First, Anna had been snooping in her room and must have hidden in the closet when she and Amy had come into the room. The girl must have seen the whole thing, had seen them having sex. That was the dirt the little girl had on her. Worse, the girl must have convinced her friend to try some of the things she had seen Carolyn doing with Amy.

That’s what she had walked in on, Anna and Katie tribbing. Snorting, Carolyn started laughing. The laughter seemed to confuse the two naked girls on the bed, and they looked at each other. Anna shrugged, and it only made Carolyn laugh harder.

“Why are you laughing?” Anna asked, finally.

“I don’t know,” Carolyn said, trying to get the giggles under control. Her side hurt and her eyes were watering from laughing so hard.

“Are you going to tell Mom?” Anna asked, her big eyes on Carolyn.

Shaking her head, Carolyn said, “No.”

“Really?” Anna said, hopeful.

“I’d probably end up in more trouble than you, Kiddo,” Carolyn said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Anna sprang off the bed and hugged Carolyn. Laughing, she hugged the girl back and said, “Put some clothes on, for God sake.”

Giggling, Anna ran back to the bed and sprawled out very unladylike. Carolyn shook her head and remembered she hadn’t much cared for clothes when she was Anna’s age, either. Being naked and unashamed was one of the joys of being a kid. Smiling at her naked little sister, she kind of missed those days.

“Um, Anna,” Carolyn said, getting the girl’s attention, “Amy and I are a secret, okay? You can’t tell anyone about us. Especially not Mom and Dad. That goes for you, too, Katie.”

“I won’t,” the girl said from behind her pillow.

“Me, either,” Anna said like she was making a solemn vow.

Grinning, Carolyn turned to leave, then realized she hadn’t dealt with the problem of the two horny little girls. Her shoulders falling, she knew this was her fault, and she had to be the one to fix it. The problem was, Anna looked up to her, emulated her big sister in everything she did. Telling her not to do it after she saw Carolyn do it, would only make the problem worse.

Really, she didn’t know how she was going to convince the eight-year-old not to have sex with her friend. Especially if she noticed it felt really, really good and Carolyn got the sinking feeling that they had. She remembered the sweat on their skin, the fact that Anna was breathing a little heavily. Little kids just didn’t keep doing something that wasn’t any fun, so the fact that they were all sweaty and out of breath suggested they liked tribbing.

“Um, Anna,” she said, squatting down by the bed, “about what you saw Amy and I doing… That was an adult game, not meant for little kids.”

“You mean, having sex?” Anna said, startling a laugh out of Carolyn. The girl grinned at her, knowing she had shocked her older sister.

“What do you know about sex?” Carolyn asked, her eyes wide.

The girl giggled, and a mischievous grin spread on her face. Seeing that grin, Carolyn knew she wasn’t going to convince the girl to stop humping her friend. Shaking her head, she stood up and said, “You aren’t going to stop, are you?”

“No,” Anna giggled, sitting up, “I know why you and Amy do it. Feels good, doesn’t it, Katie?”

The girl poked her head out from behind the pillow, and she was grinning. She nodded, giggling.

Well, it’s official. I’ve created a monster., Carolyn thought.

Shaking her head, Carolyn let herself out of the room. She paused with her back to the door, and she heard the two girls giggling excitedly inside. She thought they were probably already back at it, and she pushed away from the door before that mental image finished forming her mind.

In the living room, she tried to get back into her show but gave up after only a few minutes. Pulling out her phone, she called Amy.

“Hey,” the girl said coming on the line.

“Hi,” Carolyn said, smiling. Just hearing the girl’s voice made her feel better.

“What’s up?” Amy asked, catching her tone.

“You alone?” Carolyn asked, not wanting to drop this particular bomb on the girl while she was around her family.

“Um, I can be. Hold on,” Amy said, then a door opened and closed. She came back on the line and asked, “Why did I need to be alone?”

“I just walked in on my eight-year-old sister having sex with her friend,” Carolyn said, grinning as she waited for the girl’s response.

“I… Well… What?” Amy said, bursting out laughing.

“The image of them humping is burned into my brain,” Carolyn said, laughing, “I want to take my toothbrush to my eyes.”

“Wait, back up,” Amy said, still laughing, “what do you mean you saw your sister having sex?”

“I mean I saw Katie and Anna naked, tribbing on her bed,” Carolyn said.

“Wow, kids really are starting early these days,” Amy said.

Laughing, Carolyn said, “It’s not funny.”

“You’re right, it’s hilarious,” the girl said, laughing.

“Apparently, she was snooping in my room, and we almost caught her. She was hiding in the closet and saw us… Well, you know what we were doing.”

“Poor kid,” Amy said, laughing harder, “I wouldn’t want to see my sister fucking.”

“Trust me,” Carolyn said, shaking her head, “I didn’t.”

“Oh God,” Amy said, sounding like she was losing it.

Carolyn let the girl get it out of her system, grinning. When she had herself under control, again, Carolyn said, “I made them promise not to tell anyone about us. Then, they kicked me out of the room so they could get back to it.”

Snorting, Amy said, “I wonder… Do you think they can, you know? Come?”

“I had an orgasm when I was ten,” Carolyn said, remembering that startling explosion of pleasure like it was yesterday. She had been in the bathtub and learned it felt really good to press the shower head between her thighs. The pressure of the water took her to her knees and left her a trembling mess. Her parents did have any trouble getting her to take a bath, after that.

“Really?” Amy asked, laughing, “Anna’s only eight, though.”

“I don’t know,” Carolyn said, making a face, “they seemed to be enjoying themselves. Can we drop this? It’s getting weird.”

“Are you jealous that your little sister is getting some, and you aren’t?” Amy asked, laughing.

“Ha ha,” Carolyn said, laughing. Grinning, she said, “A little.”

“I’ll be back early Sunday,” Amy said, the grin clear in her voice, “maybe we can sneak down to the creek, then.”

“Promise?” Carolyn asked, smiling.

“I’ve missed you, too,” Amy said, then sighed, “I better get back.”

“Okay,” Carolyn said, then, “I love you, Amy Shilling.”

“And I love you, Carolyn Harding. Bye.”

“Bye,” Carolyn said, hanging up. She smiled at the phone, thinking about their little spot at the creek. It was their go-to place when they needed some alone time.

She turned the TV back on, saw her show had ended. Flipping through the channels, she found a movie she had seen a dozen times. Grinning, she decided to make it a dozen and one times. She tossed the remote on the couch beside her, pulled her legs up under her. She was just getting into the story when she saw Anna and Katie come hesitantly into the living room. Turning toward them, she was glad to see they were wearing clothes, again. The image of their little naked bodies was burned into her memory, and she didn’t need or want a refresher.

She frowned when she noticed their body language, the I-broke-something hands behind their back, heads down sort of shuffle. Glancing at the TV, she sighed and turned off the movie she had been watching.

“Alright, what’s up?” She asked.

“Um, can we ask you something?” Anna asked, her voice low.

“Yeah, kiddo,” Carolyn asked, concerned. She knew the girl well enough to know the Anna was upset about something. Her big sister instincts kicked in, and she pulled the girl onto her lap. The fact that she came willingly confirmed her suspicions.

“We were…” Anna said, then hesitated, “Something happened.”

“What happened?” Carolyn asked, frowning.

“Um, well,” Anna said, looking down at her hands, “we were doing it, and it felt really good. Then something happened.”

Carolyn’s eyes widened, and she thought she knew where this was going, but she asked, “What happened, Sweetie?”

“I don’t know. I started to feel funny, but we didn’t stop, then… It was like… An explosion. My you-know started… And I was shaking all over. Then I felt… Fuzzy. Like when I had a fever a couple of months ago.”

I guess that answers Amy’s question, Carolyn thought, hugging the girl tightly, my little sister had her first orgasm.

Carolyn thought about it and realized having an orgasm at Anna’s age would probably be pretty scary. Hell, when it happened to her in the tub, it had freaked her out a little. Not enough to prevent her from doing it, again, though. And, again.

She hesitated, wondering how best to handle this. She could try the route her mom had gone and try to scare the girl into not having sex, anymore. It obviously hadn’t worked, but Carolyn had been scared to death her first time with Amy. She couldn’t do that to her kid sister. Sex was fun, and she didn’t want to take that away from the girl. She’d prefer Anna to be in high school when she started doing it, but that ship had sailed.

I can’t believe I’m doing this, Carolyn thought, shaking her head. Putting Anna on the cushion beside her, she met her eyes and said, “That explosion… It was an orgasm. When a girl’s body gets to feeling really good, it can happen, and it is a wonderful thing.”

Anna looked at her for a long second, then relaxed. Smiling hesitantly, the girl asked, “So, it’s supposed to happen?”

“It’s kind of the idea,” Carolyn said, thinking, I’m going to hell for this.

“It scared me a little bit,” Anna said, sighing with relief.

“I bet it did,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“Felt good, though,” Anna said, grinning.

Uh oh, Carolyn thought, shaking her head. She knew what that grin meant. If the girl hadn’t already been hooked, she was now.

Anna slid off the couch and took Katie’s hand, saying, “Come on, Katie. It’s your turn to have an orgasm!”

Snorting in surprise, Carolyn started laughing as she watched the two girls head down the hall to Anna’s room. Shaking her head, she thought, Well, at least, she’s considerate.

Still laughing, she picked up her phone and typed a text message to Amy: Remember that question you asked me? The answer is yes they can.

Hitting SEND, she picked up the TV remote and started the movie, again. A few seconds later, her phone rang, and she saw Amy’s name on the display. Grinning, she answered, “Hey.”

“I’ve got a few minutes,” Amy said, without preamble.

Laughing, Carolyn told her about Anna having her first orgasm and how it had scared her. Amy burst out laughing when Carolyn got to the part about Anna taking Katie’s hand and leading the girl back to her bedroom.

“That’s priceless,” Amy said, still laughing, “I guess she is considerate, at least.”

“I thought the same thing,” Carolyn said, grinning.

“I’m jealous,” Amy said, the smile on her face clear in her voice, “I wish I knew I could have an orgasm when I was eight. I probably would have rubbed my pussy raw.”

“Graphic,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“But true,” Amy said, then sighed, “I better get back. Wouldn’t want to arouse the suspicions of the parental types.”

“Call me tonight when everyone’s asleep,” Carolyn said.

“I will,” Amy said, laughing, “maybe we can have some kinky phone sex.”

“Oh my,” Carolyn said.

“I’ll let you get back to babysitting the horny munchkins,” Amy said.

Shaking her head, Carolyn said, “Bye.”

“Bye.”

Ending the call, she tossed the phone on the couch. It no sooner hit the cushion that it started ringing. Grinning, she thought Amy had found some time to talk. When she glanced at the display, she saw it was her mother and not her girlfriend, probably calling to check in. A little disappointed, she answered the phone.

“Hey,” she said, holding the phone to her ear with her shoulder.

“Hey. How’s it going?” Her mother said, sounding harried.

“Fine,” Carolyn asked, then frowned, “Are you alright?”

Laughing, her mother said, “No. This meeting is taking longer than I expected. I’m not sure when I’m going to get in.”

“Sucks to be you,” Carolyn teased.

“You have no idea,” her mother said, sighing, “could you put Anna on so I can tell her goodnight.”

“Um,” Carolyn said, looking down the hall at the girl’s closed bedroom door, “yeah.”

“She hasn’t been giving you in trouble, has she?”

“No. She’s been… playing in her room with Katie,” Carolyn said, grinning. Playing, right, she thought.

Carolyn walked down the hall and covered the phone’s mic so she could knock on the door to Anna’s room. She didn’t want her mom to wonder why she was knocking. Still covering the mic, she opened the door and stepped into the room.

Distracted, the girls must not have heard her knock or seen the door open. Carolyn blinked dumbly at the two girls tangled up on the bed, their young bodies flexing and twisting. She wanted to say something, but the sight had her transfixed.

Anna was straddling Katie’s hip, their bodies nested together. The roll of her sister’s hips was mesmerizing and disturbing, as were the soft moans of enjoyment dripping from her slack mouth. Seeing such sweet little girl bodies making such intimate motions confuse her mind, and it didn’t know whether to be turned on or horrified. Carolyn couldn’t look away.

Finally, she managed to break the spell the two girls writhing together had put her under and she closed the door hard enough to get their attention. They turned to gape at her, shocked by her intrusion. Anna made no move to get off her friend.

“Mom wants to say goodnight,” Carolyn said, holding out the phone.

“Oh,” Anna said, taking it. She still didn’t get off of Katie, and the girl looked uncomfortable pinned under her with Carolyn in the room. She was blushing bright red or maybe she was just flushed with excitement.

Carolyn faced the wall, not sure who was more uncomfortable, her or Katie

“Hi, Mom,” Anna said, putting the phone to her ear, “how’s your meeting? What… Oh, you won’t be home before I go to bed… No, it’s okay… I love you, too… Goodnight.”

Anna handed the phone back to Carolyn, then grinned down at her friend. She started rocking her hips back and forth, leaving Carolyn to show herself to the door. Shaking her head, she put the phone to her ear and left the two girls to their fun.

“Listen, I have to get back to the meeting,” her mother said, sighing, “I appreciate you babysitting. I know it isn’t how you want to spend your Friday night.”

“Yeah, you are going to owe me big time,” Carolyn said, grinning.

“I know,” the woman said, laughing, “just make sure they get to bed no later than ten and we’ll talk about your terms tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Carolyn said.

“Goodnight, Kiddo.”

“Night, Mom,” Carolyn said, ending the call. Grinning, she thought, getting them in bed won’t be a problem. Getting them to sleep, on the other hand…

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Yawning, Carolyn turned off the TV and made her way around the house, turning out lights and locking doors. She left the kitchen light on for her mother and put a note on the fridge about the leftovers from the dinner she had made for herself and the munchkins. On her way to her own bedroom, she poked her head in and check on Anna and Katie. The two girls were sound asleep, spooning together. Grinning and shaking her head, Carolyn eased the door closed, then headed to her room.

She stripped out of her clothes, slipping naked between the sheets. Glancing at her cell phone sitting on the bedside table, she wondered if Amy was really going to call her tonight. As if the thought summoned the girl, the phone started buzzing across the wood. Picking it up, Carolyn saw it was really Amy, and she grew excited.

Answering the phone, she said, “Hey, sexy.”

“Hey, yourself,” Amy said.

“Took you long enough to call,” Carolyn said, playfully, “I thought I was going to have to call someone else for some kinky phone sex.”

“I had to wait until everyone was asleep,” Amy said, laughing, “I’m out on the back porch.”

“Not where I’d have kinky phone sex, but hey,” Carolyn said, grinning.

“Too bad you aren’t here,” Amy said, her smile clear in her voice, “I’d take you up in my cousin’s tree house and do some of the things in his nudie magazines to you.”

“Oh my,” Carolyn said, then laughed, “your nine-year-old cousin has nudie magazines?”

“Yeah. We were looking at them earlier,” Amy said.

“No you weren’t,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“Hand to God,” the girl said, laughing, “he has a stack of old Penthouse magazines. I’m not sure he knows what to do with them, yet, though.”

“God, it’s my sister all over, again,” Carolyn said, making a face at the mental image she got of Amy’s cousin and his porn.

“Actually,” Amy said, laughing, “it sounds like little sis knows exactly what to do with it.”

Snorting, Carolyn said, “This isn’t the kind of dirty talk I was looking for.”

“Give me a second,” Amy said, the phone going silent.

Wondering what the girl was up to, Carolyn listened intently. There was a thump and a scraping sound that repeated at a regular interval, but she couldn’t figure out what was making the noises. There was the creak of hinges in desperate need of some oil, then the thump of wood on wood a few seconds later.

“Okay, I’m back,” Amy said, coming back on the phone.

“What on earth were doing?” Carolyn asked, laughing.

“I was climbing in the tree house,” Amy said, the grin on her face clear in her voice, “needed a little more privacy if we are going to be talking dirty.”

“Are you about to defile your poor cousin’s tree house?” Carolyn asked, amused.

“Mm, defile,” Amy said, playfully, “I love when you talk dirty.”

“Wow,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“Hey, if I send you something, do you promise to delete it?” Amy asked, like she had just remembered something.

“What are you sending me?” She asked, curious. If Amy was making her promise to delete it, it had to be something good.

“Do you promise?” Amy asked.

“Yes, I promise to delete whatever it is you are sending me,” Carolyn said, then couldn’t help herself, “probably.”

“If I get back, and this is still on your phone…” Amy said, letting the consequence go unmentioned.

“Oh, this has to be good,” Carolyn said, grinning.

She heard a chime in her ear and pulled her phone away to see she had a new message. Hitting the Home key on her phone, she opened the message. It was a media file and when it opened Carolyn’s eyes got wide at an image of a very naked Amy. She appeared to be in the bathroom, her cell phone in her hand. It was a very sexy picture, and it made Carolyn miss Amy even more.

Amy was such a beautiful girl, sylphlike and almost delicate, but heaven forbid any one ever thinking she was a pushover. Her father was an Aikido instructor, and she knew how to hold her own in a tussle. She has been training with her father since she was five. Amy liked to spar with some of his students and Carolyn had seen her put a guy almost twice her size on the mat in the blink of an eye.

So lost in staring at her lovely naked body, Carolyn almost forgot the girl was still on the line. Grinning sheepishly, she put the phone back to her ear.

“Did it go through?” Amy asked.

“You look so sexy in this picture,” Carolyn said, meaning it.

“Just wanted you to have something to miss me by,” Amy said.

“You don’t have to send me naked pictures to make me miss you,” Carolyn said.

“Yeah but you miss me more now, don’t you?” Amy asked, teasing.

“You have no idea,” Carolyn said, sighing, “Sunday can’t come fast enough.”

“Ah, that’s sweet,” Amy said, clearly smiling on the other end of the line, “remember that game as a kid, show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”

“You want me to send you naked pictures?” Carolyn asked, laughing.

“Would you?” Amy asked, playfully, “I miss your body. Can’t you send me something to hold me over until I get back.”

“Do you promise to delete it?” Carolyn asked, a grin spreading on her face as she threw the girl’s words back at her.

“No,” Amy said, laughing, “Are you going to send me one, anyway?”

“I’d have to hang up,” Carolyn said, shaking her head. She couldn’t believe she was even contemplating this.

“I’ll call you back when I get my picture,” Amy said, mischievously, “Bye.”

“Wait, I didn’t say I-” Carolyn started to say, but there was a beep as the line went dead. Laughing, she looked at her phone, saw that the girl had hung up. Carolyn started to call her back but hesitated. Her heart started racing as she thought about sending Amy a naked picture. The idea sent a naughty shiver up her spine, and she chewed on her lip.

It’s just a stupid photo, Carolyn thought, tapping the phone against her forehead, it’s not like anyone but Amy is going to see it.

She realized she was trying to talk herself into doing it, and that wasn’t a good sign. It usually meant she had already made up her mind to do something and was just trying to justify it to herself. Laughing and shaking her head, she threw the covers aside and stood up. She turned on the overhead light, squinting in the sudden glare. When she could keep both eyes open, she stepped in front of her mirror. Looking down at the phone in her hand, she blushed. Her hand was shaking a little as she opened the camera function on the phone. Holding it up, she could see her naked reflection on the display. Laughing, she struck a pose, then another. She tried out a half dozen or so before finding the right one.

“This is such a bad idea,” she said, snapping the picture.

She looked at the image on the screen, her heart racing at the thought of actually sending it to Amy. It was a very revealing picture, showing all the parts that even her itty-bitty bikini covered. She trusted Amy completely, but she still hesitated. She felt bad about it, since her girlfriend already showed her how much she trusted her. Still, it was her ass on the line. Or, on Amy’s phone, in this case.

I’ll just make sure she deleted it when I see her Sunday, Carolyn thought, sending the picture before she could chicken out.

A few seconds later, her phone rang, and she saw Amy’s name on the display. She answered the call, said, “Hey.”

“Holy shit, Carolyn,” Amy said, laughing.

“Like it?” Carolyn asked, grinning.

“So hot, my phone is smoking,” the girl said, making Carolyn laugh, “seriously, hon. I love it.”

“Do you miss me more?” Carolyn asked, grinning.

“Yeah,” Amy said, sighing, “you got me all horny and I can’t do anything about it.”

“You could borrow one of your cousin’s magazines,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“Ha ha,” Amy said, laughing, anyway, “I might have to.”

“Now, there’s a mental image,” Carolyn laughed, shaking her head, “you rubbing one out in your little cousin’s tree house, one hand flipping through a Penthouse magazine and the other in your panties.”

“Hey, there’s an idea,” Amy said.

Snorting in surprise, Carolyn laughed, “What?”

“Not the whole masturbating to some old porn mags- these things are from like the seventies, by the way. I’m talking some serious bush on these girls. Kevin is going to in for a surprise when he gets to see a pussy for real.”

“Are you looking at the magazines right now?” Carolyn asked.

“Um, maybe,” Amy said, laughing.

Carolyn thought she heard paper rattle in the background and rolled her eyes.

Amy said, “Anyway, back to my idea… Can you use Skype on you phone?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Carolyn said, then started grinning, “are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time I watched you play with yourself,” Amy said, laughing, “besides I miss you, and this is the best we have until Sunday.”

Carolyn bit her lip, thinking about it. She had to admit the thought of watching Amy pleasure herself appealed to her, tickled her naughty bone nicely. Grinning, she said, “Okay.”

“Really?” Amy asked, sounding both surprised and hopeful.

“Yeah,” Carolyn said, laughing, “I think it could be fun.”

“Huh,” her girlfriend said, the smile on her face clear in her voice, “I thought I’d have to try to convince you a little harder than that.”

“Hey, I was on board for some kinky phone sex. This is better,” Carolyn said.

“Let me hang up and I’ll Skype you back,” Amy said, hanging up.

Carolyn got up and went to her mirror, fixed her hair. She ran to her bed and stretched out. No sooner had she gotten comfortable and logged into her account did the message that she had a call from Amy pop up on her phone screen. She tapped the video call option, and Amy’s grinning face showed up on her phone.

“Hey, Beautiful,” Amy said, waving.

“Hey, yourself,” Carolyn said, smiling at her.

“Check out Kevin’s tree house,” Amy said, rotating her phone so Carolyn could see the clubhouse. Carolyn had to laugh and shake her head, for a couple of reasons. Not least of all, that her girlfriend was about to get naked and play with herself in a nine-year-old’s tree house. The fact Amy took the time to give her a tour was amusing, too.

“Nice, right? Uncle Tim is a carpenter,” Amy said.

“Very nice,” Carolyn said, grinning at the girl.

“Want to see the best part?” Amy said, excitedly.

“Um, sure,” she said, wondering what the girl was up to.

“Check this out,” Amy said, turning the camera so Carolyn could see a light switch on the wall. When she flipped it, an overhead bulb came on, pushing the shadows back to their hiding places in the corners.

“He has electricity in his tree house?” Carolyn asked, laughing.

“Solar powered,” Amy said, grinning at her reaction, “with a battery bank and an inverter.”

“Your Uncle Tim has too much free time on his hands,” Carolyn said, shaking his head.

“Pretty much,” Amy agreed.

“Aren’t worried about someone seeing the light on?” Carolyn asked, frowning.

“This thing is tight as a drum with the window covers pulled down,” Amy said, grinning, “I checked.”

“Didn’t want your uncle to catch you with your pants around your ankles, huh?” Carolyn laughed.

“Kind of ruins the moment,” Amy said, grinning.

“Speaking of the moment,” Carolyn said, playfully, “you are wearing way too much clothing.”

Giggling, Amy put the phone down, propping it up on something. Carolyn watched as the girl stripped out of her shirt, tossing it aside. Amy reached around and unfastened the clasps on her bra, shrugging out of it. The girl cupped her small, up-swept breasts, grinning playfully at Carolyn. Her hands slipped down her taut belly to unbutton the shorts she wore. Running the zipper down, Amy shimmied out of her shorts, taking her time to torture Carolyn. Amy met Carolyn’s eyes across the Skype connection, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of the little panties she wore. Her lips turned up in a playful smile as she slipped out of them, too.

Looking at the naked girl on her phone’s screen, Carolyn felt the first stirrings of desire. She loved everything about Amy’s sylphlike body, from her long, shapely legs; to her flat belly; to her breasts that were just the perfect size for Carolyn’s hands. She was delicate and pale, so beautiful.

Carolyn wished Amy was here so she could pull her close and kiss her.

“I can’t see you,” Amy said.

“Sorry,” Carolyn said, using a fold of her blanket to prop the phone up. She used the little window near in the bottom of the screen to line up the shot. Scooting back against the headboard, she saw Amy grinning at her. She said, “Good?”

“It’s better than good,” Amy said, her grin turning playful, “Too bad Skype doesn’t let you record.”

“I think it’s probably a good thing it doesn’t,” Carolyn said, laughing.

“You are no fun,” Amy said, pretending to pout.

“I know, I know,” Carolyn said, grinning, “I’m a horrible girlfriend.”

“I’ll let you make it up to me Sunday,” Amy said, opening her legs wider. Her hand slipped into the junction of her thighs. Carolyn watched her fingers moving, hypnotized by the lazy circles they made. As Amy’s hips began to move, Carolyn found herself getting turned on. Amy was sexy and sensual without even meaning to be most times, and when she was trying… Lord have mercy.

Carolyn’s pulse was off to the races, as she said, “Oh yeah? What would you want me to do to make it up to you?”

Grinning, Amy said, “I’ll let you use your imagination.”

“You know that thing you love,” Carolyn said, letting her hand slide up the inside of her thigh and onto her sex. Her fingers awoke a heat between her thighs and she moaned. Her voice was husky when she continued, “I’ll use my fingers, massage that secret spot deep inside. When you start making those cute little sounds you make when you are excited, I’ll use my mouth to drive you crazy.”

Amy’s hand had stopped, and she looked wide-eyed at Carolyn. She broke out in a mischievous grin, said, “Oh, this is going to be fun.”

“I’ll get so excited when your juices run down my fingers and into my palm,” Carolyn said, a shiver of excitement working up her spine. A naughty thrill worked through her, talking dirty like this. She grinned when she saw Amy was turned on, too. It made her want to go even further, so she said, “I’m getting so wet just thinking about it.”

“Me, too,” Amy moaned, her fingers moving faster.

Carolyn could see the girl getting more and more aroused and it only stoked her own desire. When she slipped her fingers into her pussy, she was more than ready for them. She moaned each time she thrust them deep.

Amy’s eyes were hot on her as she fingered herself and Carolyn met her eyes across the data connection. The girl husked, “Does that feel good?”

“Yeah,” Carolyn breathed, her hips gyrating against her thrusting fingers, “I’m imagining that it’s you with your fingers inside me. Can you feel how excited you are making me?”

“Oh God,” Amy said, her body beginning to writhe under her own hand’s attention. Her fingers were almost a blur as she mashed her labia in frantic circles. The microphone on Amy’s phone had no problem picking up her moans and sighs of enjoyment.

Those wordless sounds of excitement mingled with the ones Carolyn was making, getting loud in her quiet bedroom. Her mother still hadn’t made it home, so she didn’t try to keep quiet. She was so used to having to be quiet that it felt almost kinky just to let her voice go. She hoped her cries of pleasure turned Amy on as the girl’s did her.

Her thrusting fingers began to feel so good, each time they bit deep sending pleasure crashing through her. She couldn’t think of anything else sexy to say, her brain fuzzy. Just keeping her eyes open so she could watch Amy took all her concentration.

“Oh God, Oh God,” Amy cried, her body going crazy, “I’m going to come!”

Carolyn watched her girlfriend come on the phone’s screen, saw her arch her whole body off the wooden floor and cry out. When the tension fled her body, Amy collapsed to the floor in a trembling mess, her fingers slowly massaging her bud to keep the sensations washing through her body. The dazed smile on the girl’s face got to Carolyn, and her own body locked up with a breath stealing, whole body orgasm that left her dazed in its intensity.

“Jesus,” Carolyn laughed, sitting back up. She saw Amy looked as fuzzy around the edges as she felt and it made her smile. She wanted the girl to feel as good as she did.

“Yeah,” Amy agreed, grinning, “that worked a lot better than I expected it, too.”

“My dirty talk did it for you, huh?” Carolyn asked.

“Hon, I made a puddle you had me so excited,” Amy said, laughing.

“It kind of turned me on seeing you getting excited by what I was saying,” Carolyn said, grinning.

“Well, you can talk dirty to me anytime,” Amy said, smiling playfully, “just not anymore tonight. I need to be getting inside before anyone notices I’m still up.”

“Okay,” Carolyn said, glancing at the alarm clock on her nightstand, “Wow, it’s late. I can’t believe Mom still isn’t home, yet.”

“Yeah, that’s a long ass meeting,” Amy said, shaking her head.

“I think I’m going to stay up until she gets in,” Carolyn said, a little concerned.

“Want me to stay up with you?” Amy asked.

“That’s okay. I need you to get your butt inside so you don’t get grounded. I need you at the creek on Sunday so that I can do all the dirty, dirty things on my mind. You want to know what they are?” Carolyn said, playfully.

“No,” Amy said, laughing, “you’ll just make me horny, again, and neither of us will get any sleep tonight.”

“I’ll let you go, then. Love you,” Carolyn said, smiling warmly at the girl.

“Love you, too,” Amy said, waving at the phone, “Good night.”

“Good night,” Carolyn said, reaching for her phone to end the call.

She glanced at the window when headlights briefly lit up the front of the house. Getting up, she went to the window and saw a cab in the driveway. She laughed when she saw her mother stumble out of the back, a little wobbly in her high heels. Judging by the cab and her unsteady legs, the woman had had a few to drink.

The meeting either went really well or horribly wrong, Carolyn thought, grinning. She found her robe and slipped into, then headed downstairs to help her mother.

The woman looked up sharply when Carolyn opened the door for her, and she grinned sheepishly when she saw the amused look on her daughter’s face. She let Carolyn guide her to the diner table, sitting heavily in one of the chairs.

“Good or bad?” Carolyn asked, leaning against the sink.

“Very good,” her mother said, smiling, “I can afford to send you to college now.”

“You got the account?” Carolyn asked.

“I closed the deal at twice what the firm wanted me to ask for,” she said, hiccuping, “and they still thought it was a deal.”

“Very cool,” Carolyn said.

“It’ll be the single biggest commission I’ve ever made,” her mother said, laughing, “so I went out to celebrate.”

“I can see that,” she said, smiling, “do you think you can make it upstairs on your own?”

“Yeah,” her mother said, giving her a dirty look, “I’m not that drunk.”

“Then I’m going to bed,” Carolyn said, pointing at the fridge, “there are some leftovers, if you are hungry.”

“Night, sweetie,” her mother slurred, nodding.

“Night, Mom.”

Continue to Part Two

5 Responses to Monkey See, Monkey Do, Part One

  1. Fur says:

    Ok Ebo where’s the rest of this story along with all the others you need to write for us who love your work. I’m now also wanting to hear the little sisters story too. I’m so addicted to your stories and so want more of this.

    This is a great read and I love teasing and the Skype show. As always the characters are what truly draw me in.

  2. Me says:

    Nicely done, but you still need work on the missing words and stuff. I also look forward to seeing the little sister’s story. I kept expecting her and her friend to spy on the skype show. :D

  3. Susy and Jen says:

    Super Ebo. Left Susy and I wondering just how terrific a Step-mother could be. We do not have Columbus Days in the UK, preferring to believe the Vikings where in the USA several hundred yeas before. Enough history: please bring on BLC, asap AND OUR TRUE FAVOURITE, the love story that belongs to Beth and Addie. If you enthral us (S and J) with two more episodes of each, we promise, to tell you our story (sent by other means) – which you will enjoy – and the ideas you may use for any of your story-lines you so wish.
    Our love and thanks for the wonderful entertainment we so much enjoy.
    Love from Jen and Susy xx

  4. erepin says:

    All your stories are well-crafted. I know that occasionally you get some criticism for your grammar, but you have such a grasp of storytelling and of eroticism that this is easily forgivable.

    “Monkey See, Monkey Do”, however, is one of my favourites. Your stories are at their best when their is an element of risk and danger (of being caught), and when they’re just a teeny bit kinky. This has that in bucketloads.

    Having said that, I think you should resist the urge to have Anna and Carolyn experiment. The two eight-year-olds are fantastic, but the whole point of them is to highlight how differently they would think about sex and sexuality. As I see it, if an eight-year-old was interested in sex (which is, admittedly, a bit of a stretch to start with), it’d be for ‘shits and giggles’ and for the orgasms. Sex as intimacy and an expression of affection is probably beyond them. Having Anna and Carolyn experiment would, in my opinion, spoil that slightly.

  5. ebo says:

    Thanks Erepin. I figured Carolyn’s roll in Anna’s sex life (and I agree, this is a stretch, but hey, that’s the joy of writing fiction) is more along the lines of a mentor, than an actual participant. Although, I guess I kind of blurred the lines between the two a bit with the second chapter.

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