The Ballet Game

by Beffy Flowers

  

Jimmy was doing the things a normal 11 year old boy would be doing -- playing video games and watching wrestling on TV, when his mother came home. She came into the family room and told him she'd be away on a business trip next week, and that he'd be staying with the neighbors nextdoor until she got back. This was something Jimmy had been dreading would happen ever since they moved to this neighborhood.

His mother was raising him alone after his father disappeared one night, with a note explaining that he fell in love with his secretary and couldn't take life at home anymore. So she resumed an executive career she had put on hold years before, and her job was taking off. She had to relocate to Boston, which was quite a change from the warmth of sunny southern California, but she and Jimmy were adjusting.

The neighbors were very friendly and welcomed Jimmy and his mother with open arms. Mrs. Dale, the mother of two girls, was also a single mother, and she bonded immediately with Jimmy's mother Florence. They often spent weekends and evenings engaged in activities together, which Jimmy enjoyed very much, but that sometimes left him feeling uneasy being the only male in a crowd of women. It didn't help that he had crushes on the two Dale sisters, Jenny and Laura. He was still just becoming aware of his own adolescence and the feelings it brought, and spending so much time with girls was causing him some confusion.

So when his mother announced her plans, Jimmy knew he had to be a good sport about it, but he also knew he'd feel strange and tingly the whole time he stayed with the Dales.

When the time came, he had a small suitcase packed with some clothes, and a baseball glove. His mother locked the house up and kept the keys herself, explaining to Mrs. Dale that she needed to keep the house completely secure for business reasons. If Jimmy needed anything from the house, it would just have to wait until she got home.

Jimmy walked over after kissing his mother goodbye, and was greeted at the door by Mrs. Dale. "Jimmy, I'm sure you're going to love it here -- we look forward to taking good care of you, and I bet you'll have lots of fond memories by the time your mommie gets back!"

"Uh, thanks, Mrs. Dale." Jimmy was already feeling some tingles, and he hadn't even seen either of the girls yet.

"Just take your things up to Jenny's room. She's going to be sharing Laura's bed while you're here, to make room for you."

He climbed up the stairs and walked into a pink and ruffly confection of a room, which brought those strange tingles up even more. In silence, he took stock of his new digs and was both repelled by and attracted to the feminine details. After putting his suitcase up on the canopied bed and opening it, he looked for an empty drawer in Jenny's dresser. The top drawer was full of lacy underwear -- it immediately captivated him.

He'd never seen girls' underwear up close, before. Only in the Sears catalog he'd secretly tucked under his bed at home had he ever seen anything like the white and pastel nylon panties, bras, and slips that filled that drawer. He was fascinated by the way the girls and women in that catalog looked in these amazing garments, and it caused him to have all kinds of unthinkable dreams. And, of course, the tingling feelings.

He was lost in thought, holding a pair of pink lace panties, when the door opened behind him and Jenny walked in! "Hi Jim, welcome to my -- hmmm, I was going to say 'room', but maybe I should say 'welcome to my underwear!'"

Jimmy's face turned beet red as he dropped the panties on the floor and whipped around. Jenny had just come home from ballet practice, and stood in the doorway with a gym bag over her shoulder and a smile on her face. "Do you like pink lace? I hope it doesn't bother you too much, seeing as this room is dripping with it. Mom lets us decorate our rooms however we like."

"Huh, well, it's nice, Jenny. It'll be fine. I was just looking around for someplace to put my clothes." He pointed to his suitcase.

"Oh sure, right. Well, help me take my tights and leotards out of the second drawer, here, and put them on the bed. Then we'll put your clothes there, and I can keep my things in your suitcase for the time being, okay?"

"You want to keep your tights and stuff in my, um, in my..."

"suitcase, Jimmy. The word is suitcase. Are you feeling okay?" Jenny walked up to Jimmy to put her hand on his forehead. She was wearing a tight gray t-shirt and denim skirt. The skirt had a slit in the front revealing a soft thigh clad in semi-sheer pink tights. She had already taken off her sneakers and had a pair of small white socks over her feet. As she lay her hand on him, she stood close, with her t-shirt brushing against his own. He felt her warmth, and became even more flustered.

"Well, I don't think you've got a fever, but you look like you could use some water. Let's get some after we pack these clothes away." Jenny and Jimmy moved their clothes around, bumping into each other a couple of times. When they were done, she put a hand on his shoulder to lean on him while she took her socks off, leaving her in stocking feet, which for some reason brought Jimmy to an even higher tingle. "Thanks, J-bird." And she kissed him on the cheek and laughed.

The rest of the evening went quietly. They had dinner and Jimmy watched TV with the girls, after having helped wash the dishes as his mother instructed him. The TV room had only a small couch, and the only place for Jimmy to sit was between Jenny and Laura, and it was abit of a squeeze. He realized he could have just sprawled on the floor, but Jenny's pink legs were so alluring he could barely keep his eyes off of them.

Laura was watching her younger sister out of the corner of her eye for the next hour as they watched -- Jenny seemed strangely animated, and would frequently shift her position or laugh and poke Jimmy, all the while her skirt riding higher and her leg rubbing along Jimmy's. There was something electric going on, and it was more interesting than TV for the elder Laura.

Finally, it was time to go to bed, and Jimmy went to the pink bedroom to change into his pajamas. With a rising sense of panic, he fumbled through his clothes and realized he had forgotten his PJs! Mrs. Dale came into the room to check on things.

"Jimmy, are you getting ready for bed?"

"I want to, Mrs Dale, but I forgot to pack my pajamas!"

"Oh dear, that is a problem. Are you sure?"

"Yes, all my clothes are right here, and I just forgot. I guess I'll have to sleep in my underwear or something."

"No, Jimmy, that's not going to work. You don't have enough underwear to last if you wear it at night, too, and I can't be doing laundry all week. I'm sure we can give you something of the girls to wear to bed."

"What? No, I can't do that -- why don't I just sleep na... er, without, um..."

"Naked? I don't think so Jimmy!" Mrs Dale laughed. "What would your mother think? No, you'll just have to wear something of Jenny's. It'll be fine -- it's just for the week, and nobody's going to see you. Just wait there and we'll get you something."

A moment later, Jimmy watched the door as a deer in the headlights when Jenny and Mrs Dale walked in with warm smiles on their faces. "Hey, you can wear my nighties, J-bird! Or should I call you Jenny Two?" Jenny laughed as she held up a small tuft of baby blue. She was wearing a satiny pink nightie herself that would have made Jimmy crazy had it been in that Sears catalog.

Mrs Dale took the baby doll from Jenny, found the lace straps, and held it up to Jimmy. "This will fit you just fine." Jimmy's tingling was back with a vengeance, and he couldn't find words. Jenny took his hand and said "It's okay, J, just put it on -- I want to see how it looks on you!"

"Um, don't you have some regular PJ type things?"

"No, Jimmy, this is the kind of stuff we wear to bed around here, so this is what you're stuck with. Now just put this on and we'll turn around to give you some privacy."

Hesitantly, Jimmy took off his t-shirt in what seemed like a dream state. He pulled the lacy blue garment over his head and let it drop down over his body. Jenny, who'd been peeking, laughed and said "It's on backwards, silly! Here, let me help."

At that moment, the phone rang, and Mrs. Dale went to answer it, leaving the two alone to work things out. "Here, I'll just take it off and put it on you myself." Jimmy's wordless tingling had found its way to his pants -- he was becoming physically aroused as Jenny smoothed the baby doll over his chest and adjusted the straps.

"You look just beautiful in it!" Jenny giggled, as she gave him a quick hug. He still could find nothing to say, he was entranced by what was happening. "Oh wait, you need to put on the panties, too!" She handed him a pair of matching baby blue lace panties. "You have to wear panties with a little nightie like this!"

She stood in front of him expectantly for a moment, then clucked her tongue and turned around. "Okay, I'm not looking, J. Now put them on for me..."

With hands slightly atremble, Jimmy took off his shorts and underwear, and stepped into the nylon panties. They were sheer lace everywhere except for a panel of satin in the front -- small comfort for Jimmy, who's arousal was almost too much for the panties to hold. He let the baby doll float back down, and it didn't quite cover his panties in the back. As he turned around to try to figure out what to do about it, Jenny turned around and took stock of her nightie on his body.

"Well well well! I think it fits you perfectly, J-bird! More than that, I think it suits you!" She heard her mother come up the stairs, but before she was back, Jenny threw her arms around Jimmy and gave him a short kiss on the lips. "Good night, J-bird", she whispered. Jimmy was stunned to realize that she'd pressed her body against his for that brief moment, and probably felt his excitement quite clearly through his lacy clothing.

"Okay, Jimmy, that was your mommie, just checking on things. I told her everything was fine. Ah, I see you've got your nightie on. Thank you for being such a good sport, Jimmy." Mrs Dale gave him a warm hug and patted his behind once as she did so. "Did you get the panties, too?" she asked as she flipped up the side of his baby doll. Jimmy blushed furiously, but was relieved that the tent in front of his panties remained obscured by the flimsy fabric. Jenny was beaming.

"Good, you're all set then. Do you want to have a robe for the morning?"

"No thanks, Mrs Dale. I'm fine."

"Fine then, I'm going downstairs. Just call me if you need anything, sweetie." Mrs Dale left.

Jenny lingered a moment in the doorway. "You can call me, too, J-bird. I'll be in the next room. Oh, you're shivering!" She had finally noticed the subtle tremble in Jimmy's limbs. "Do you want to put on some of my tights, tonight? I like to wear tights to bed when I'm cold, sometimes."

"No, Jenny, I think I'll be okay." His panties were stretching to the point that he thought it would show through the baby doll.

"Well, okay, but I've got plenty of tights in your suitcase, and I think Laura's got some baby blue ones to match your nightie, only they wouldn't be so warm cause they're just lace and not like warm tights or anything..." For the first time, it occured to Jimmy that Jenny was acting a little bit "tingly" herself.

to be continued?

  

  

  

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