"Wish I'd never volunteered now!" I thought to myself as Mrs., actually Miss, she never actually married the father, as Miss Gordon ran through all the things I had to do. She's a nice enough woman but she REALLY likes to do things by routine!

'...And I'll be back as soon!' she said cheerfully turning her back on us and walking towards the door.

'Don't worry, it's all under control.' I replied. 'You just make sure you have plenty of fun.' I added, trying to reassure her.

'Oh I will...been YEARS since I went to a New Years Eve party.' she replied, 'Last I went to a New Years Eve party was about...ohh... three years ago? I'd have been...well...under forty, we'll leave it at that...' she joked with a wink then said her final goodbye's and closed the door.

'Thank God...' I said aloud and dumped myself onto the sofa.

Free food and free TV...all night! Doesn't get much better than this for a 15 year old. AND I get paid at the end of the night too! Program after program came and went on the TV. The kid was always quiet, never a problem. I heard her yawn beside me and I looked at my watch.

'Oh shit!' I said noticing that it was twelve-thirty!

I grabbed the kid and put her to bed, a little late for sure, but better late than never. I sat down to watch another program only to hear the slam of a car door, loud voices, giggling and then a car pulling off into the distance.

'Nice timing!' I muttered to myself. If she'd come home and saw that kid sitting there at twelve-thirty? I reckon she'd have killed me!

Jangling of keys and cursing could be heard from outside.

I opened the door to find Miss Gordon totally drunk and not even able to get her key in the lock.

'Shorry I'm late d..darlin'...' she slurred, her breath stinking of alcohol.

'Uh...that's ok...you're not late, it's only twelve- thirty, I figured that you'd be back much later' I said stepping back to let her stagger in the door.

She entered the living room where I had been sitting and tossed her jacket on the sofa.

'Mmmm...' she smiled taking a hand full of chips from the table.

'So...uh...Take it you had a good time then?' I asked.

'Absholutely...' she replied staggering towards me.

'Oh good.' I replied feebly.

'Oops, gotta visit the little girls room...' she said staggering off towards the bathroom.

I followed her to the bathroom door in case she fell on the way or something...to my amazement she didn't even bother closing the door! She stood with her back to me, hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties to one side and let rip with a large stream! I could hardly believe my eyes! ANY other time she's a perfect lady! I'd never even heard her swear before tonight!

'Ahhhh.....' I could hear her sigh with relief.

I couldn't help myself I just stood there looking, the sight of her almost bare ass in front of me rushed blood to my cock making me hard in an instant. I'd never thought of her sexually before but she did have a nice ass, nice legs too now that I'd gotten the chance to see them.

She continues to pee for some time, finally she grabbed a handful of tissue and wiped them across her pussy. I came back to reality just in time to move away from the door as she turned toward the door. The bulge in my trousers being quite noticeable, although I hoped she wouldn't notice.

'I...I'd better be off then now that you're home...' I said trying to get out of there as quickly as possible.

'Nonsense, here, sit down and I'll get us a d...drink.' she said patting the sofa cushion beside her.

'Uh...ok...' I replied and sat down.

Drunk people make me nervous, they're just too unpredictable and that's what makes me nervous of them, they could fall, do something incredibly silly and so on.

'Here we go...' she said handing me a can of cola. Her glass also containing cola, but I'm sure hers had some extra additives.

We sat and talked for some minutes, my cock being solid the whole time due to the fact that whenever she went to speak to me she'd lean over really close and talk and I couldn't help but look down her sparkly top at her breasts. Quite often she'd put her hand on my leg, nothing sexual just a playful touch.

After many cola's and much talk I had to go to the bathroom.

On my return to the living room Miss Gordon was quiet. I walked over in front of her to find her sleeping. She'd passed out while I was in the bathroom!

My sprang to life again when I noticed that when she'd fallen a sleep and tipped over her short dress had pulled up to just below her crotch.

I was still stiff as a board and now

I was inquisitive. I gently put my hand on her shoulder and whispered her name to see if she would wake up, but she didn't.

I walked around behind the sofa and peered down her top, I had a great view of her tits, I gently rubbed at my groin, I was really horny now.

I leaned over and with a trembling hand lifted out the top of her dress to expose most of her tits, she wasn't even wearing a bra. <Gasp!> I rubbed my bulge against the back of the sofa all the while eyeing up her large tits.

Finally, I moved round in front of Miss Gordon and scoped her out from head to toe. At this point, without a doubt, I WAS looking at her sexually! Her legs were slightly apart since she was quite sprawled out on the sofa, more like a kind of slumped seating position. With my hand shaking again I gently lifted her dress up and looked at her pussy. She had a pair of white panties on.

With my heart in my throat I ran my hand up the inside of her left thigh and even touched her panties. My cock was like steel now, I HAD to get some relief otherwise I'd end up spurting in my pants.

Knowing that I could get caught and into some serious trouble I pulling my cock from my trousers anyway and looked at Miss Gordon slumped in the sofa. I stood beside her, cock in one hand and my other reaching down into her top to feel at her tits. I could feel my cum begin to rise. Then suddenly she began to move!

I quickly ran from the sofa into the bathroom pushing my stiff prick into my pants. I returned to see her still sleeping but she had made herself more comfortable by lying face down on the sofa.

Once more she was dead to the world (as it were). So throwing caution to the wind I ran my hand up under her dress again to feel her panties, I ran my finger over her wet crotch, feeling her mound of pussy hair through her panties. I HAD to cum.

I explored the possibility of maybe taking her to bed then doing her there, but decided not to since it might wake her for good and ruin my chances.

But right then and there I decided to try and fuck her there on the sofa. I ruffled up her dress, enough to expose her ass and panties, with my cock already out and just dying to cum I gently pulled her panties to one side and gently, very gently climbed on top of her and positioned my boner at her wet pussy.

I almost spurted my load just on entering her cunt! But slowly and carefully I pushed and pulled my cock in and out of her tight old pussy, my balls touching at her pussylips once I was in her pussy up to the hilt.

I bit on my bottom lip as I prepared to cum inside her. I trembled slightly and unloaded my cream inside her. I guess I must have spurted about 5 or 6 shots of my cream into her and she knew nothing about it. Then I pulled my cock from her pussy, wiped the cum from my cock, put it away and pulled her skirt back into place.

Not wanting to leave her alone and drunk in case something bad happened I slept on the chair next to her.

The next morning I awoke first and had some breakfast, then Miss Gordon woke up, complete with hangover. She groaned, held her head and was very apologetic about crashing out on me.

'Don't worry about it, I had a fun time anyway...' I grinned.

You could almost feel the halo hovering above my head...

The End