This story is a continuation of my "House sitter" Story found Here viewtopic.php?f=37&t=11561&p=80414#p80414
Helen's House
Several weeks after my house sitting adventures at Helen's house my exams were finally over. I had celebrated with my friends, I had left school for the last time (well as long as I passed) I was looking for a summer job and best of all it was now July and it was looking like a hot summer ahead.
I was sitting in the lounge of our own house late on a Thursday morning. I was in a tight pink T-shirt and denim shorts, my feet up on the coffee table relaxing with a coffee as I scanned the jobs section of the local paper. Mum was on the phone, working part time she free on Thursdays and Fridays, when she suddenly turned to me and said: “Helen wants to say thank you again for house sitting earlier in the year and do something nice for you after your exams. She's invited us both over for dinner on Monday.â€
“Haven't you got to work on Tuesday Mum?†I asked puzzled as to why Helen had not asked us over the weekend.
“Yes but Helen thought you'd be out with your friends at the weekend. She has a big house and says we can both stay over. I can get to work just as easily from her house as here and she'll run you back here later in the day.†Suddenly it struck why Helen had chosen Monday. If we stayed the night and Mum went off to work early then Helen and I would be together when Pam came round.
I did celebrate with my friends over the weekend as Helen predicted and on Monday even went for a job interview. In the evening mum insisted we dress up to meet Helen “Because she always dresses with style.†Well I'd seen her undressed in style too I thought. It was a new experience for me having to get dressed up smartly twice in the same day.
We packed overnight bags and mum drove us to Helen's house. Mum was wearing a purple woollen dress with black tights and heels. I told her it was too hot for this weather but she didn't listen. I had a pink blouse with navy blue mini-skirt and white tights with blue flats. The shoes were hardly important because as always there are no shoes in Helen's house beyond the woodblock floor and kitchen. You have to be very careful with cream carpets. When we arrived Helen was dressed with style as Mum had said. She was wearing a red knee length cotton skirt with matching red silk blouse and nude suntan tights. she was also wearing those wedge slippers she had on my first night tied up by her and the peep toes showed her red painted nails.
The meal was wonderful and we talked about how I felt about my exams, which University I hoped to get into and the new job I would be starting. Helen decided that as I had got the job we should celebrate so opened some champagne. By the end of the evening we were all slightly tipsy with one bottle of wine and a bottle of “Fizz†between 3 of us it was hardly surprising. Mum fell asleep on the sofa as we sat chatting after the meal and only woke up when Helen tickled her feet. Mum made her apologies and made to go up to bed whilst I offered to help Helen clear up. “It's OK.†she said “You needn't bother Pam's coming tomorrow.†and she winked at me. I think I might have blushed a little. I hoped Mum hadn't noticed.
All three of us were in separate rooms and despite the alcohol on board I found it difficult to sleep with the excitement of what was going to happen tomorrow. I half expected a nightie visit form Helen to tie me to the bed or something but no such luck and eventually at about 1am.
I did get a visit from Helen at about 8-30 the next morning. She was sitting on the edge of my bed with a cup of coffee wearing a black cami-nightdress with a matching short dressing gown over the top. She had those slippers on again. “Your mum's already left for work. You need to hurry up if you want to be ready for Pam. She's usually here by 915. I was less elegant than Helen. My hair was all over the place and my pink cotton vest top, spotty white shorts hardly matched her silky elegance. As I looked at my feet I saw even my nail varnish was chipped.
I went to the bathroom, did the necessary and brushed my hair then, without changing, went down stairs to the kitchen where Helen had a wonderful breakfast of Croissants, toast, more freshly brewed coffee and fresh fruit ready for us. It was just as we were finishing the last of our coffee that we heard the key in the lock and Pam entered. she was dressed more in keeping with my style than Helen's, with a fluorescent Pink T-shirt, capri jeans and trainers. she slipped her shoes of on entering to reveal a pair or short trainer socks.
“Well,†she began “just as you said Helen. Two playthings to amuse myself with today.â€