A little fact Liz forget to mention was that the spare bed, in which I was supposed to be sleeping in, was also in the room Amber was sleeping in.

After paying the taxi, Liz opened the door to their house and as Amber went inside Liz stopped and held me back.

“Listen Ryan, I don’t mind you sleeping in the same room with Amber, after the incident, (a guy at Amber’s old school tried to put his hand down her skirt) I had to tell her all about sex, masturbation and everything she shouldn’t have needed to know back then.”
She sighed as if regretting that her daughter ever had to be put through something like that. “So, she knows all about sex, and I can tell she likes you, hell the way you were kissing back at the hotel, I know she likes you. And I know your teenagers and want to explore with each other, but please, just remember, you are only teenagers,” she smiled weakly, and put her hand on my shoulder, “You a good kid Ryan, I like you as well, but please, don’t do anything stupid, okay?”

I nodded, “Yeah okay Mrs Pea . . .”

“Please, I told you, call me Liz,”
“Okay, Liz, thanks for being so, y’know, cool about this, and I promise, I won’t do anything stupid,”
Liz smiled again, her hand falling from my shoulder, “Thanks Ryan, I appreciate this.”
Amber called and Liz walked inside, I followed and shut the door behind me.

Amber house was a small, almost cottage like building, built on the slope of the valley. Because of the slope the front door actually led to the lower part of the house, where the bedroom me and Amber were in was, and a small cupboard.

Up the stairs, an open plan kitchen merged with a small living space with a TV and a couple of sofas, and a small bathroom.

A second stairway led up to the bedroom where Liz was going to sleep and a small toilet.
Sitting on one of the sofas in the living space, me and Amber listened to Liz as she talked to us while making herself a drink,

“Now we’re not going anywhere in the morning so you can have a lie in, but in the afternoon Ryan’s got to get some clothes, and I need to get some food in, so Amber, it’s up to you who you go with.” Looking up from her drink she saw Amber glancing across at me,
“Oh okay, I’m gonna go with Ryan and give him a few fashion tips, if that’s okay?” she said sweetly,
“Yeah that’s fine, okay night then,” she said hugging Amber and making her way upstairs. As soon as we heard the bedroom door close, we leapt off the sofa and ran, as quietly as we could, down stairs to the bedroom.

Amber reached the room first and leapt onto the bed farthest from the door,
“Mine!” she cried triumphantly as she sat cross legged upon the bed.


I did my best to look disappointed as I slumped onto my own bed,
“Oh don’t worry Ryan,” she said, she said in a taunting manner, “If you’re a good boy, you just might be able to share it with me,” grinning I pulled my head from my pillow,
“Reeaally . .?” I asked childishly,

“Yes, but only if you’re a good boy,” she said giggling, “But first, I’m going to have a shower,” leaving me hanging, she skipped off to the en-suite and I heard her sigh as the water began to cascade down from the showerhead.

She only showered for a couple of minutes before I heard the hiss of the shower stop and for another minute she must have been drying herself.

Then she stepped out, her wet semi-dry hair swept behind her back and the odd droplet of water running down her skin she sauntered out of the bathroom and stood, chewing her little finger shyly, “So,” she asked, “What do you think?”

I gazed up and down her naked body.
Her legs were thin but not skinny, perfectly shaped, her body curved in all the right places and her thighs ran smoothly up to her still, hairless vagina. I could see hair baby-smooth outer lips running between her legs and a wandering finger, gently circling her clit.
Moving up, her small boobs lay perfectly across her chest. Despite being thirteen she looked much younger, if not for her adolescent features you would have been forgiven for thinking her only ten years old. Despite her because of her size her boobs were still only small, but perfectly proportioned, her small tits, hardly pea sized stood erect pointing away from her chest.
“So?” she asked hesitantly,

“Beautiful . . .” I sighed, gazing across her naked body

She walked up to me slowly. I was still lay on my back on the bed and as she reached me, she crawled onto the bed and straddled my stomach. Her boobs hung inches away from me but my arms were pinned by her knees, so I contented myself with gazing into those wonderful eyes as she spoke.
“I thought . . . tonight, maybe I could show you how I, pleasure myself, and then you could return the favour,” she said, stroking a finger up my chest and across my lips.
“Sounds good,” I whispered, pulling her down I planted a kiss on each of her erect tits, then pulled her down further and kissed her gently on her lips.
There was no resistance as I touched her lips with my tongue and once again our tongues swam around each other, twirling and twisting as our saliva mixed. Slowly she eased away and our lips parted.
She rolled over me towards her own bed and, after rearranging a few pillows to better support her, she lay down and placed a hand between her legs.
Swinging my legs to the edge of my bed I shuffled down to get a better view.
Her fingers were slowly rotating around her clit, while her other hand stoked up and down her opening.