Texas_Tickle
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This is an updated and revised version of an older story
‘A babysitter? I am 18 years old and DO NOT’ need a babysitter’, Shawn angrily informed his father as he burst into his study.
His father silently put his pipe on his large oak desk, as a few ashes fell out, got up and put the novel he was reading back on the large bookcase that was filled brim-to-brim with books.
He went back to his desk, sat down and grabbed his pipe and took a few puffs before setting it back down again.
He pointed at his son and said ‘Don't you raise your tone to me. You constantly demand to be treated like an adult, but when you decide to spray graffiti on a building, you prove you are not capable of behaving as an adult. You behave as a child and so you shall be treated as a child, and a child needs a babysitter’.
He paused to take another puff of his pipe and then added ‘The law has a word for what you did. It’s called vandalism’
Shawn pleaded with his dad to reconsider, but it fell upon deaf ears as he was told the decision was final and not up for further discussion.
Shawn sulked out and headed for the kitchen as his mother was at the sink, washing the good china. He grabbed a rag and started to dry them, hoping at least that will score some points with her.
‘Please mom, I don’t need a babysitter. What will the guys say’, he begged
His mother was sympathetic and said ‘It won’t be so bad, honey and it’s only for one night, OK? Amanda Morris will be here in a couple of hours. You remember Amanda, right honey? Her mom and I are on the church bowling team.
How could Shawn not remember Amanda? He spent the better part of the past 4 years trying to forget. He has not seen her since she went away to State University and was now in the process of getting her own place back in town
She was 5 years older and was the girl next door and the object of his first major crush, but she always thought of him as a child. And to make matters worse, she would babysit him when he was younger and was incredibly bratty and bossy and would tickle Shawn relentlessly until he gave into her demands and whims.
He went upstairs to his room to ponder the situation. If the guys ever found out he had to have a babysitter at 18 years of age, they would never let him live it down.
About an hour and a half later, the doorbell rang as Shawn reluctantly went to answer it to find Mrs. Morris and Amanda on the porch.
Shawn’s heart skipped a beat because if it was even possible, Amanda was more beautiful than ever, wearing sandals that displayed her perfect feet with cute purple nail polish, cut off jeans that showed off her tan and tone legs, wearing sunglasses and her prized and cherished Chicago Cubs baseball cap
Her long brownish-blonde hair was flawless as always, and kept neatly in a ponytail. Shawn could not take his eyes off her as his mother snapped him back to reality.
‘Shawn,don’t be rude. Invite them in’, she said
He apologized and invited them in. Amanda removed her sunglasses and placed them on the fireplace mantle and playfully punched Shawn in the arm and sad ‘ What’s going on, Runt’?
‘Jason, we better hurry or we’re going to be late’, Shawn’s mother called out. A few moments later his father enters the living room, adjusting his tie as he hands Amanda a note.
‘Here is the number of Angelo’s Restaurant, where we have reservations at 6 this evening and also the number of the Opera House, where we’re going to see a show. We should be back around 1am or so’.
Amanda nodded and tucked the note in her pocket
As he put on his dinner jacket and glasses he turned around and said ‘Oh one more thing. Shawn is grounded for 2 weeks and is not allowed to watch television, talk on the phone or use the computer’
‘Not a problem Mr. Anderson’, she replied as they got in his parents car and backed out into the street and was gone
‘What did you do to get grounded’, she asked as sat down on the sofa
‘I was caught spraying graffiti on a vacant building’ he sheepishly replied
Her eyes grew wide and laughingly said ‘I never knew you had that kind of streak in you. You are such a bad boy’
Amanda ordered pizza from a local pizza parlor and grabbed a book out of her backpack and made herself comfortable on the sofa, kicking off her sandals.
While she was engrossed in her book, Shawn snuck back up to his room and turned the computer on.
About 30 minutes later, Amanda came up to tell Shawn the pizza was ready, when she saw that he was online, and scolded him saying 'You know you're not supposed to be online. Turn it off and come downstairs and eat'.
Amanda unplugged the computer, and took the power cord with her, as she escorted Shawn out of his room, and marched him downstairs to the living room.
They ate the pizza and Amanda suggested that he use his time efficiently, and suggested he brush up on his algebra, to prepare himself for his Freshman year at State University, saying Professor Hoffman was tough, and didn't like slackers or under-achievers.
After they eat, Shawn goes back to his room and grabs one of his Pre-College textbooks and begins to read. But 30 minutes later, he reaches under his bed and grabs another power-cord that he always kept handy, just in case he needed it and proceeded to log back online, emailing and chatting on a forum, when Amanda came up to check on him, and to see if he needed any help studying, but saw him online again.
Shawn turned off the computer, as Amanda told him to get a shower and ready for bed. Shawn muttered and sulked all the way to the bathroom, got his shower and dried off. He walked back to his room, wearing nothing but his underwear, and when he opened the door to his room, Amanda jumped from behind , grabbed him, and quickly cuff his arms to the bedpost, then went to work, and made sure his ankles were tightly secured as well. After making sure Shawn was tight and secured, she smiled a sinister smile as she displayed her long, fingernails as Shawn squirmed, trying to break free of the restraints.
'Shawn, you've been a bad boy', she scolded, 'You were told not to use the computer, and yet you did anyway. You are a very bad boy, and we know what happens to bad boys, don't we', she snickered as she kept dangling her fingernails over Shawn as he shuddered.
She gave Shawn a few moments to consider the situation, as she continued to tease Shawn, dangling her fingers over his body, as cringed and tried to free himself of the handcuffs. 'I don't know where you think you're going', Amanda teased, 'But I don't think you're going anywhere, anytime soon.....Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, you are indeed a very bad boy, and I have to punish you'.
Once again, Amanda dangled and showed off her fingernails, and on few occasions acted like she was going to lunge for Shawn, but pulled away at the very last second, laughing at his plight. When he least expected it, she dug into the soles of the feet, using her pinky finger to work in between his toes.
Shawn kept begging for her to stop. His pleas for mercy fell upon deaf ears, as she worked her way up to his ankle, kneecaps, and thighs. Poor Shawn was trying to struggle for all he was worth
'Please stop', Shawn begged in between fits of laughter. 'If you were not such a bad boy, we would not have to do this', Amanda said as she found Shawn' weakness.... just above his kneecaps, as Shawn went berserk, laughing and thrashing.
Shawn did not know how much longer he would last, as Amanda continued to work on his kneecaps and upper legs, taunting and teasing him as she went along. Shawn was thankful, that she finally stopped as she cracked her fingers, looking at his bare tummy and chest, with an evil look in her eyes.
She sat on top of Shawn, to minimize any thrashing or movement, and playfully rakes her finger down his chest, before making small circles around his belly, which caused it to twitch. 'Please no more, I will be good. You have my word', Shawn pleaded, trying to reason with her.
'Well, I'm not sure you have learned your lesson as of yet', she replied, as she started to rake her fingers up and down his underarms, which sent Shawn into hysterics, as he was starting to babble incoherently.
She then worked her way down, stroking his ribs and sides Then Amanda started to tickle, rub and massage Shawn belly and tummy, and Shawn was laughing so hard, it hurt, with tears streaming down his face from the laughter. By that time, Amanda could not help but notice a rising bulge in his underwear.
'Well, well, well', Amanda teased, 'It seem like you really have grown up, or has that always been there before'. Shawn was turning as red as a beet as Amanda smiled and said 'So what should we do about that, huh'?
Shawn was turning redder by the second, as Amanda said 'I know you've had a crush on me, for what seems like forever, and I must admit that you look pretty cute, when you're tied up and defenseless, like that'
Shawn could not believe what he was hearing.... or seeing as Amanda removed her shirt and bra, and had Shawn raise up, and gently pulled his underwear down to his ankles,and started to lightly massage his inner thighs and stroke his balls, and was about to reach for his cock when she heard a car door slam, and peered out of blinds and saw Shawn’s parents and her mom, talking, laughing as they were walking towards the door.
'Fuck', Amanda cursed as she quickly put her bra and shirt back on, released Shawn and threw him a pair of pajamas, and rushed down to the living room, pretending to be reading a book. About 20 minutes passed, and Shawn heard the front door close as he looked out the window, and saw Amanda smile and wink at him.
He heard footsteps climbing the stairs and dove into bed, pretending to be asleep when his mom entered and said 'So, was it as bad as you thought'.
Shawn shook his head and said 'No, it was cool actually'. His mother smiled and said 'That's great, honey. Because in two weeks your father and I are going with Mrs Morris and her sister to Las Vegas. We'll be gone for an entire week and Amanda said she would love to babysit.... I mean stay with you, while we're gone.
Shawn smiled and said 'I'm looking forward to it mom'
-To Be Continued-
‘A babysitter? I am 18 years old and DO NOT’ need a babysitter’, Shawn angrily informed his father as he burst into his study.
His father silently put his pipe on his large oak desk, as a few ashes fell out, got up and put the novel he was reading back on the large bookcase that was filled brim-to-brim with books.
He went back to his desk, sat down and grabbed his pipe and took a few puffs before setting it back down again.
He pointed at his son and said ‘Don't you raise your tone to me. You constantly demand to be treated like an adult, but when you decide to spray graffiti on a building, you prove you are not capable of behaving as an adult. You behave as a child and so you shall be treated as a child, and a child needs a babysitter’.
He paused to take another puff of his pipe and then added ‘The law has a word for what you did. It’s called vandalism’
Shawn pleaded with his dad to reconsider, but it fell upon deaf ears as he was told the decision was final and not up for further discussion.
Shawn sulked out and headed for the kitchen as his mother was at the sink, washing the good china. He grabbed a rag and started to dry them, hoping at least that will score some points with her.
‘Please mom, I don’t need a babysitter. What will the guys say’, he begged
His mother was sympathetic and said ‘It won’t be so bad, honey and it’s only for one night, OK? Amanda Morris will be here in a couple of hours. You remember Amanda, right honey? Her mom and I are on the church bowling team.
How could Shawn not remember Amanda? He spent the better part of the past 4 years trying to forget. He has not seen her since she went away to State University and was now in the process of getting her own place back in town
She was 5 years older and was the girl next door and the object of his first major crush, but she always thought of him as a child. And to make matters worse, she would babysit him when he was younger and was incredibly bratty and bossy and would tickle Shawn relentlessly until he gave into her demands and whims.
He went upstairs to his room to ponder the situation. If the guys ever found out he had to have a babysitter at 18 years of age, they would never let him live it down.
About an hour and a half later, the doorbell rang as Shawn reluctantly went to answer it to find Mrs. Morris and Amanda on the porch.
Shawn’s heart skipped a beat because if it was even possible, Amanda was more beautiful than ever, wearing sandals that displayed her perfect feet with cute purple nail polish, cut off jeans that showed off her tan and tone legs, wearing sunglasses and her prized and cherished Chicago Cubs baseball cap
Her long brownish-blonde hair was flawless as always, and kept neatly in a ponytail. Shawn could not take his eyes off her as his mother snapped him back to reality.
‘Shawn,don’t be rude. Invite them in’, she said
He apologized and invited them in. Amanda removed her sunglasses and placed them on the fireplace mantle and playfully punched Shawn in the arm and sad ‘ What’s going on, Runt’?
‘Jason, we better hurry or we’re going to be late’, Shawn’s mother called out. A few moments later his father enters the living room, adjusting his tie as he hands Amanda a note.
‘Here is the number of Angelo’s Restaurant, where we have reservations at 6 this evening and also the number of the Opera House, where we’re going to see a show. We should be back around 1am or so’.
Amanda nodded and tucked the note in her pocket
As he put on his dinner jacket and glasses he turned around and said ‘Oh one more thing. Shawn is grounded for 2 weeks and is not allowed to watch television, talk on the phone or use the computer’
‘Not a problem Mr. Anderson’, she replied as they got in his parents car and backed out into the street and was gone
‘What did you do to get grounded’, she asked as sat down on the sofa
‘I was caught spraying graffiti on a vacant building’ he sheepishly replied
Her eyes grew wide and laughingly said ‘I never knew you had that kind of streak in you. You are such a bad boy’
Amanda ordered pizza from a local pizza parlor and grabbed a book out of her backpack and made herself comfortable on the sofa, kicking off her sandals.
While she was engrossed in her book, Shawn snuck back up to his room and turned the computer on.
About 30 minutes later, Amanda came up to tell Shawn the pizza was ready, when she saw that he was online, and scolded him saying 'You know you're not supposed to be online. Turn it off and come downstairs and eat'.
Amanda unplugged the computer, and took the power cord with her, as she escorted Shawn out of his room, and marched him downstairs to the living room.
They ate the pizza and Amanda suggested that he use his time efficiently, and suggested he brush up on his algebra, to prepare himself for his Freshman year at State University, saying Professor Hoffman was tough, and didn't like slackers or under-achievers.
After they eat, Shawn goes back to his room and grabs one of his Pre-College textbooks and begins to read. But 30 minutes later, he reaches under his bed and grabs another power-cord that he always kept handy, just in case he needed it and proceeded to log back online, emailing and chatting on a forum, when Amanda came up to check on him, and to see if he needed any help studying, but saw him online again.
Shawn turned off the computer, as Amanda told him to get a shower and ready for bed. Shawn muttered and sulked all the way to the bathroom, got his shower and dried off. He walked back to his room, wearing nothing but his underwear, and when he opened the door to his room, Amanda jumped from behind , grabbed him, and quickly cuff his arms to the bedpost, then went to work, and made sure his ankles were tightly secured as well. After making sure Shawn was tight and secured, she smiled a sinister smile as she displayed her long, fingernails as Shawn squirmed, trying to break free of the restraints.
'Shawn, you've been a bad boy', she scolded, 'You were told not to use the computer, and yet you did anyway. You are a very bad boy, and we know what happens to bad boys, don't we', she snickered as she kept dangling her fingernails over Shawn as he shuddered.
She gave Shawn a few moments to consider the situation, as she continued to tease Shawn, dangling her fingers over his body, as cringed and tried to free himself of the handcuffs. 'I don't know where you think you're going', Amanda teased, 'But I don't think you're going anywhere, anytime soon.....Shawn, Shawn, Shawn, you are indeed a very bad boy, and I have to punish you'.
Once again, Amanda dangled and showed off her fingernails, and on few occasions acted like she was going to lunge for Shawn, but pulled away at the very last second, laughing at his plight. When he least expected it, she dug into the soles of the feet, using her pinky finger to work in between his toes.
Shawn kept begging for her to stop. His pleas for mercy fell upon deaf ears, as she worked her way up to his ankle, kneecaps, and thighs. Poor Shawn was trying to struggle for all he was worth
'Please stop', Shawn begged in between fits of laughter. 'If you were not such a bad boy, we would not have to do this', Amanda said as she found Shawn' weakness.... just above his kneecaps, as Shawn went berserk, laughing and thrashing.
Shawn did not know how much longer he would last, as Amanda continued to work on his kneecaps and upper legs, taunting and teasing him as she went along. Shawn was thankful, that she finally stopped as she cracked her fingers, looking at his bare tummy and chest, with an evil look in her eyes.
She sat on top of Shawn, to minimize any thrashing or movement, and playfully rakes her finger down his chest, before making small circles around his belly, which caused it to twitch. 'Please no more, I will be good. You have my word', Shawn pleaded, trying to reason with her.
'Well, I'm not sure you have learned your lesson as of yet', she replied, as she started to rake her fingers up and down his underarms, which sent Shawn into hysterics, as he was starting to babble incoherently.
She then worked her way down, stroking his ribs and sides Then Amanda started to tickle, rub and massage Shawn belly and tummy, and Shawn was laughing so hard, it hurt, with tears streaming down his face from the laughter. By that time, Amanda could not help but notice a rising bulge in his underwear.
'Well, well, well', Amanda teased, 'It seem like you really have grown up, or has that always been there before'. Shawn was turning as red as a beet as Amanda smiled and said 'So what should we do about that, huh'?
Shawn was turning redder by the second, as Amanda said 'I know you've had a crush on me, for what seems like forever, and I must admit that you look pretty cute, when you're tied up and defenseless, like that'
Shawn could not believe what he was hearing.... or seeing as Amanda removed her shirt and bra, and had Shawn raise up, and gently pulled his underwear down to his ankles,and started to lightly massage his inner thighs and stroke his balls, and was about to reach for his cock when she heard a car door slam, and peered out of blinds and saw Shawn’s parents and her mom, talking, laughing as they were walking towards the door.
'Fuck', Amanda cursed as she quickly put her bra and shirt back on, released Shawn and threw him a pair of pajamas, and rushed down to the living room, pretending to be reading a book. About 20 minutes passed, and Shawn heard the front door close as he looked out the window, and saw Amanda smile and wink at him.
He heard footsteps climbing the stairs and dove into bed, pretending to be asleep when his mom entered and said 'So, was it as bad as you thought'.
Shawn shook his head and said 'No, it was cool actually'. His mother smiled and said 'That's great, honey. Because in two weeks your father and I are going with Mrs Morris and her sister to Las Vegas. We'll be gone for an entire week and Amanda said she would love to babysit.... I mean stay with you, while we're gone.
Shawn smiled and said 'I'm looking forward to it mom'
-To Be Continued-
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