Thread: The Tina Show

Tina worked the next button open then the next one. As she did she wondered again what his cock must look like. She had seen a real one once when her friend had dared a boy in her class to show his. She had to admit it was a little disappointing and looked nothing like the pictures of older guys she had seen. They looked longer and much thicker. She wondered if Mr.Rusoe cock looked like that as she finished unbuttoning the last button on her blouse. She turned her back to the window and then pulled her long red hair over her shoulder. While moving to the music Tina reached up and pushed the blouse off her smooth shoulders. As the blouse fell to the floor she let Mr. Rusoe see the freckles covering her pale shoulder. She had been told that guys thought they were sexy on redheads and Tina was glad because she had her fair share of them. She looked down at her small breast covered by the thin white bra she had on. Her pink nipples pushed hard against the soft fabric as the coolness of the room and her desire worked on them. She reached up and gentle squeezed each breast in her hands. Hopefully someday they would get a bigger but for now their size made it easy not to wear a bra sometimes. Like now. Tina bit her lower lip and reached behind her back. There she found the clasp on her white little bra and unfastened it. She looked at her breast as she tossed the bra onto the floor. She wondered what it would feel like to have guys lips on them sucking the hard pink nipples. Maybe Mr. Rusoes lips. She moaned as she felt a shudder run over her young body at the thought of that. Next she reached down and pulled her panties out. The little red forest of pubic hair was starting to come in more. Her friend had told her she should shave it off but Tina was still getting use to shaving her legs and under her arms. Maybe when she was older she would. Now trimming would do even if there wasnt a lot to trim. Tinas eyes widened as she remembered what she was suppose to be doing. She turned and walked out of sight of the window to her closet. There she picked two shirts. As she did Tina thought about Mr Rusoe. He was handsome and had money. Both she had heard was good qualities in a guy. But Tina wanted someone to love her and make love to her also. Like the way Mr. Rusoe could. But her freckled shoulder slumped as she remembered the women that Mr. Rusoe had brought to his house. What did a kid have to compete with them? She had seen a few of them leave the next morning but every time she saw them leave she would give a show in the hopes that Mr.Rusoe was watching. She knew she was way too young for him, he was old like forty something. But she liked the way she felt when he watched her and she would keep giving him her show as long as he did. Tina turned and walked towards the window. She stopped just before getting in front of it and took a deep breath. Look happy and not sad that he liked those older women more then a kid like you, she said out loud. She smiled showing her cute dimples then danced in front of the window. First she put one shirt over her small firm breast then the other one. Each time she let a glimpse of her pale breast, hard pink nipples, and flat little tummy show. Then she picked one and tossed the other on the bed. As he pulled the shirt off the rack she let Mr. Rusoe get a good look at her young firm breast.