I didn’t know it could be like this. By Symphony Simms
I didn’t know. Chapter 8.
Lauren are Mitch go to Miranda’s house to babysit.

I felt kind of covered but undressed as we walked to Miranda’s house. I was wearing the same kind of cargo shorts and baggy tee shirt I had been wearing for years, but they seemed so unfulfilling. Lauren of course as a full time girl so she could wear beautiful clothes all the time and I was envious.

Her ginger blond curls rolled down over her shoulders and brushed against the pale sky blue of her dress. Her make-up was very light so I could see the freckles on her nose. She was a pretty young girl right now, but I knew she would be a fox later with the aid of Miranda’s closet, and I wanted to be a fox like her later too.

Tall trees shaded the entrance to Miranda’s driveway but the walkway to her front door was bathed in light and one could feel the afternoon heat rising from the dark stone of the pathway.

Miranda came to the door wearing a white lace edged tank top that left a strip of waist above a short off-white cotton tank top. Her top covered a white bikini under wire top that clearly defined the shape of her breasts. The space between top and skirt was taught, showing that this woman had worked hard to recover form the stresses of childbirth. I was left with no doubt about how great her figure was. It was all there in front of me.

Miranda hugged Lauren and they exchanges kisses and complements, then Miranda hugged me and told me how sweet I looked, her breast rested heavily against my chest and she kissed me on the cheek. I wanted to complement her but I could not find the words to describe the look she was portraying. “Nice outfit I said.”

“Thank you,” said Miranda. “Just lounging by the pool clothes. Come through. Either of you two interested in a swim?”

“You bet,” said Lauren bouncing off to the changing room. I followed Miranda out to the pool area where Robert was holding April in the water. We exchanged pleasantries. I noticed he was well conditioned too. He looked a lot slimmer now than he looked in his business suit. I could see the sinews of his muscles ripple as he moved. His body was hairless.

”Hope you two completed your homework this morning Mitch, and exactly how long have you two being doing your homework together anyway?” Miranda asked.

“Of course we did. Lauren had it mostly completed before I got there. I guess we have been sharing our homework just about as long as we have known each other. We were both quiet and shy when we met in the classroom, but she seemed to understand me from the start,” I said sitting myself on the edge of the seat beside hers.

“Did you always think she was pretty Mitch?”

“When I was young I thought that is what pretty was, to look like Lauren. She was the one girl always wearing a pretty a dress. I was always pleased to go to school because Lauren was there, her smile and her freckles were always a welcome sight and she was always pleased to see me.

As we got older we realized that we could communicate easily together where other kids our age just didn’t seem to understand what we were talking about. I remember thinking this is what it must be like to have a sister and wanted to have her come live with me. The happiest times of my life were always with Lauren.”

“That’s sweet,” said Miranda. “How long have you considered each other boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“Well we have used that expression for many years because the kids in class have been saying it for years, but until recently I thought Lauren was just a young girl and I was a young boy, too young for dating and that kind of stuff.”

“So what happened recently?”

“Lauren took her glasses off and started wearing make up. When I saw her that way for the first time I realized that she had become a young woman, and I felt find of embarrassed that I had never noticed before. It was then that I realized that I wanted to kiss her, and then one day last week, Lauren kissed me.”

“And how hid you feel about that Mitch?”

“It was wonderful and I was very happy. Lauren is a very good kisser.”

I didn’t know that Lauren had walked up behind me. She placed her hands on my shoulders from behind and kissed me on the cheek. “Why thank you Mitch that is very sweet. One of these days I might let you kiss me again.”

“One of these days!” I said, “that does not sound exactly imminent.”

“I think you will find that lashings of complements mingled with heaps of praise tends to work wonders,” said Miranda.

“Oh I guess, it was when she kissed me that I discovered that I loved her madly and could never do without her," I added.

“Oh he is good,” said Miranda.

“He is very wonderful and he is my best friend in the world,” said Lauren. “Are you coming in for a swim Mitch?”

“You bet.”

Lauren was wearing a black bikini with straps that went from between her breasts around her neck. I was glad to see her striking young body again, even though it was only earlier that day that I had seen it before.

I went off to the pool room to find some shorts and get changed. Lauren’s dress and panties were hung over the chair just like Miranda’s were a couple of days ago. As I rested my hand on the dress and fingered her panties, I got a tingle down below and felt the urge to put them on, but thought better of it because of what I might happen later. I found some swimming red shorts and joined Lauren the pool.

Lauren and I played catch ball for a few minutes. The game was more like throw the ball at each other to splash each other as much as possible. It was during this game that Robert came over to join in and I bumped into him. It was like hitting a brick wall. There was no give in him at all. He was solid as a rock and obviously very powerful.

He picked me up out of the water placing his hands either side of my waist and lifting me. I felt totally powerless and that he could do anything he wanted to me and I couldn’t do anything about it, but strangely it didn’t feel uncomfortable. He put me back into the water.

“You are only a little guy aren’t you Mitch,” he said. “I guess you and Lauren are just about the same size. Still, boys generally get a spurt of growth from your age through 18 as your male hormones kick in the hardest.”

“My Mom and Dad have been telling me that will happen soon,” I said, “but nothing much has happened yet.”

“It will,” he said. “It may be a little late starting for you, but just wait till the testosterone takes hold, everything will change. Your shoulders will broaden, the hair on your chin will come out, your adams apple will get bigger and your jaw line will square itself up.”

‘Yuck’ I thought to myself. If that happens I won’t be able to wear Miranda’s or Lauren’s clothes. The three of us continued to play in the pool for a little while, but I was honestly disturbed by what Robert had said to me.

I had visions of a skinny boy with broad shoulders, a big chin and hair on his face wearing a dress. It was horrible. I may have only worn a dress a couple of times but I could not imagine ever giving it up. I had felt more alive in the last two days than I had ever been and I wanted that feeling again.

“OK you guys,” exclaimed Miranda standing above us by the pool side. “April will need feeding soon and I feel a little hungry myself. I am going inside now so please get ready to eat. Food will be ready in about 15 minutes. Lauren why don’t you get ready first then you can help me with April ?”

“I am not changing any diapers,” Lauren said as she go out of the pool, wrapped a towel around herself and followed Miranda into the house, leaving just me and Robert in the pool.

Robert pulled himself out of the pool and sat with his feet dangling in the water. He was not heavy but his muscles were very well defined. I doubt there was an ounce of fat on him. He had to work out really hard to get a figure like that.

Robert started talking first. “So what do you want to do when you finish school or college Mitch?”

“I haven’t given it any thought,” I said. “I have lots of time before I graduate high school so I don’t have to make decisions yet.”

“But don’t you have any idea what it might be.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Is there anyone you have met who sounds like they have an interesting job?”

“Well my Dad manages a garden center, but I am not interested in gardens. Mom works part time there too. I don’t really know what any of my friends parents do. Do I sound childish when I say things like that because I really don’t know much of anything outside my own family friends and school world?”

“Not at all,” said Robert. “At fifteen some people know what they want but many people don’t. I didn’t know what I wanted to do until I was half way through university.”

“That sounds strange,” I said. “So how did you decide what to take in university if you didn’t know what you wanted to be?”

“Knew I wanted to wear nice clothes and travel, so I took liberal arts, sort of a general degree thinking that while I worked my way through it I would decide on a path and change subjects.”

“So what did you end up doing?” I asked.

“I became a male model and still am. The degree was irrelevant actually, but I am glad I completed it. It has equipped me to develop into management positions when I get older. Modeling was where I met Miranda.”

“A model, wow! I never thought that I would ever meet a male model.”

“Miranda was a model too, before she moved up in the world.”

“Oh yeh she told me. It sounds like Miranda has a good job. Looking after the models, clothing them and making arrangements for them etc. I might like to try that.”

“Is that what she told you?”

“Why? Is that not what she does?”

“Not exactly. She is an account manager for the modeling agency. She finds work for the models to do then she makes sure everything goes well. She makes sure that she knows every part of the work that the company does.

At the moment she is taking a part time course on professional make up just because she want to be able to tell the make up artists how to do their work. She has some of the biggest clients in the company and is.” He stopped mid sentence.

“Lets just say that she is very popular with the management because she is able to make things happen. She ensures everything is under control and has a gift for getting her way.”

“So do you work for her?”

“Sometimes I do and sometimes I work for other managers too. You are very sharp for a young person who doesn’t know where you are going in life. Don’t you have any direction that you would like to go?”

“Honest, I just haven’t thought about it yet. I get busy watching TV, playing video games and hanging out with Lauren and my other friends. I suppose you could say I am just drifting along waiting for something to spark my interest. Modeling sounds interesting though. You must travel a lot and meet lots of beautiful people.”

“Yes there is that side of it. My frequent flier account is very healthy, but I don’t think you have the right build to be a model at the moment. When you get through your teen male growth spurt you may well be a good candidate.”

There goes that subject again. I really didn’t like the sound of it.

“But Lauren, she could be a model right now. She has a perfect young figure. At five feet five she is a little small but she is perfectly in proportion for a female teen model.”

“Really,” I said. “Have you told her that you think she could be a model?”

“No we haven’t and don’t you say anything. Her parents don’t want her to be a model just yet because they don’t want to spoil her childhood by making her grow up too soon, but I believe they may talk to her about it soon. They know she is a very smart young woman who will not let the situation go to her head.”

Incredible I thought to myself. It was only a couple of hours ago I had my hand inside her panties.

“I always thought she was the prettiest girl in the school, but I had no idea other people thought that way.”

“It is a family trait Mitch,” said Robert. “All of the Martini women are beautiful. Miranda and her mother, Lauren and her mother, they are all very beautiful and similar in their looks. You would be astounded if you saw them together. You should ask Miranda, she has photographs to prove it.”

Just then Miranda called from the patio window. “Come in you two. We have food ready.” So I headed for the changing room and found Robert had followed me in. I dried off and put my clothes back on while in the corner while facing the wall.

I could be wrong but I felt that that Robert was watching me as I changed. I am not funny about getting changed in front of people as I do it all the time at school, but I could feel his eyes on me. I just carried on and got changed as fast as I could. Robert had his pants on when I turned around so I just walked past him without looking at him.

Miranda, Lauren and April were seated around the kitchen table. Lauren and Miranda were passing salad bowls to each other and filling their plates with various different interesting looking foods.

“I hope you don’t mind eating healthy,” said Miranda. “I have prepared a vegetarian feast for us this evening. Try a little of everything, I am sure you will like it.”

“You are not a vegetarian family are you Miranda? You ate Pepperoni Pizza with me last week.”

“Oh no we are not vegetarians, but we understand the value of eating healthy. I still have a few pounds to lose so when I get back to work I don’t feel inadequate against all of those skinny models I will be dealing with.”

I thought that was a good opportunity to slip in a complement. “I can’t imagine you being inadequate against any woman,” I said trying to sound positive.

“That sweet of you,” said Miranda. “But you haven’t seen any of those young models up close. They are selected from far and wide to be the most beautiful and attractive around.”

“I can’t imagine them being prettier than Lauren and you Miranda.” I said, knowing that she enjoyed complements and I was finding that I enjoyed giving them.

“I will never tire of hearing those type of complements Mitch, but seriously, loosing a few pounds will make me feel a lot stronger when I have to deal with a bratty little 99 pound cutie who thinks she is gods gift to young men.

I also want the magazine owners and advertisers I deal with to see me as every bit as attractive as the models. It is part of the image I try to project. Everyone around me is beautiful, so my clients know that when I bring models for work on their behalf, those models will be most beautiful available. Which brings me to some other interesting news.”

While Miranda was talking Robert had joined us and we were all enjoying the food that Miranda had prepared. He was wearing a plain white T that only just fitted him with black jeans and a pair of sandals. He looked every bit a striking male model at that moment.

The food was similar to what my Mom prepared for some of our meals, but Miranda had added spices and herbs that I was not accustomed too, but I was really enjoying the food and being in their company.

Miranda continued. “I have persuaded my bosses that I have, in this house and gardens, the perfect location for some of the photo shoots that our clients demand, and it is close enough to the Laguna beaches to be a base for modeling shoots in this area, rather than using the downtown LA headquarters. And I will be able to arrange it so I can spend plenty of time with April instead of having her looked after by a full time nanny.

We have made an arrangement that will be good for everybody. But some big changes will have to be made, and this house will be changing and expanding.”

“So you will be having models here to do photo shoots?” Lauren asked.

“That’s right, but before that can happen we need to add an indoor studio that will go behind the garage. That piece of ground isn’t used at the moment and using it won’t change the main house around much. The studio will have its own entrance around the side of the house past the garages.”

“Sounds interesting,” I said. “When do you start building?”

“Within the next week.” Robert answered, which to me suggested that he was the man and consequently he looked after the building aspect of the project “We have had plans in the approval stages for months but did not want to tell anyone until the first client was confirmed. That is why we are going out this evening as a celebration with our new clients.”

Miranda continued. “And I am going to ask you, Lauren to help me with a little task I am hoping you will enjoy. Because this new client is associated with one of the one of the most influential ladies clothing houses, I will have to start acquiring lots of their clothes for me to wear while working on their work as a kind of internal advertising. This will mean that I must make space in my closet upstairs.”

Robert interrupted. “Thank you for the beautiful food Miranda, and please excuse me Mitch and Lauren but I have to do some work in my office.” Robert kissed Miranda and April then left the four of us to finish our meals. We continued talking about Miranda’s closet.

“Lauren I am expecting you to have a good sort through my closet and take anything you feel you could make use of. The whole far end of the closet is full of clothes that I have not seen for a couple of years and I know I will never fit into any of them again. You could take some for some of your girlfriends if you think any of them would appreciate it.”

Then I realized what she was saying. Help yourself to the clothes in my closet and give some to your friends. My mouth must have dropped. Suddenly I was trying to figure out what things I could take and where I could keep them.

“We can go up after we have eaten so you can take a good look. I have made a divider with some ribbon to show you the things I want to keep, then you can take whatever you want from the rest.”

I knew that Miranda was not talking to me, but I knew that Lauren might only want a few of Miranda’s things because her closet was full as it is and that there would be plenty of nice dresses left for me. I had to rearrange myself to allow for the growing erection.

Lauren was talking now. “What about your giant shoe collection Miranda. Do you want to get rid of any of your shoes?”

“Same there,” said Miranda. “I have already laid out about thirty pairs of shoes in the adjacent bedroom that need to go. I have also spoken with your mother and she understands that these clothes are not cast offs or worn out. Most of them have only been worn once or twice and some you will find with the tags still on. Most of the brand new ones you will find in the adjacent bedroom closet.”

I was in awe. I had seen Miranda’s closet only last night and it was huge. Now she was saying that she had even more clothes spread out in adjacent rooms.

“Now I must tell you,” Miranda continued, “that the dressers in my room are full of clothes and underwear that I use now, but all of the underwear etc, in the closet is available if you want it.”

“Thanks Miranda I will have a really good look later.” Said Lauren.

“But why don’t you come back another day to look at clothes Lauren. Surely Mitch you would be bored if you have to spend your time looking at girl’s clothes.”

“Don’t worry Miranda,” said Lauren. “Mitch loves to do anything as long as he is with me, and he will love to see me trying on your beautiful dresses and modeling them for him. He won’t be bored.”

She was right, I would not be bored, but that is because I would be trying Miranda’s clothes on too.

I could feel myself blushing as they both smiled at me. It felt like Lauren was wondering what I would look like in Miranda’s clothes and Miranda was wondering if I would like to wear her clothes too. This was getting a little uncomfortable so I tried to distract attention.

“Why are you looking at me?” I said.

“Sorry Mitch,” said Miranda. “I was deep in thought. I had better get these things cleaned up. I have a party to go to.”

Lauren said she would clean up the kitchen and volunteered my assistance while Miranda put April to bed and she got ready to go out. Miranda disappeared up the stairs with April so Lauren and I started working on the dishes.

“You’re not thinking of taking any are you?” said Lauren.

“What?” I said.

“The clothes silly!”

“Hadn’t thought about it,” I said, wondering if she would call my bluff.

She put her hand in the bowl of water on the counter and flicked it at me. “You are lying. Your mouth was so wide open when Miranda was talking I am surprised she didn’t notice. I bet you are planning where you are going to put them already and when you can wear them.”

“So,” I said. “A boy can dream can’t he?”

“Anyway,” said Lauren. “I didn’t say I was going to let you have any of them.”

“But Miranda said you could give some away to your friends didn’t she. I am your friend aren’t I?”

“You are so easy,” said Lauren. “Of course I will let you have some, but I will make a deal with you. Any dress I let you keep you have to model it for me outside by the pool so I can get the full dramatic effect. I will take a couple of pictures on my phone to keep as a memento.”

“Are you sure that is wise? Couldn’t someone find the pictures?”

”Nobody ever looks at my phone. Anyway all they would see is a pretty girl in a dress.”

Miranda called from the top of the stairs. “Lauren, could you help me a minute?”

We both headed up the stairs and into Miranda’s bedroom. She was wearing a beautiful black evening gown with a variable length hem starting a little above the knee at one side and a split to the side exposing a billowing layer of red taffeta. When you looked at her head on from distance, you could see the red taffeta in layers below the hem of her skirt.

She was wearing a magnificent sparkling necklace of red and black and showing ample amounts of cleavage. Her make up was heavenly but conservative, almost like she was not wearing any, but I knew she was because her eyes looked bigger and her coloring was amazing. “Lauren, could you help me with these straps a moment please,” she said taking no notice of me at all. “Open the middle draw of that dresser and on the right hand side you will find some clips to hold these straps in place.”

My eyes followed Lauren across to the dresser that was close behind me and into the drawer as she opened it. For a moment I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. They looked like mounds of flesh colored things arranged in pairs of different sizes. They were breast forms. My jaw dropped again.

“You look a little surprised to see those Mitch,” said Miranda looking at me while Lauren worked on Miranda’s bra strap.”

I didn’t have any words ready to pop out at that time, I had to create something, but my brain was filled with visions of tits and how they would look attached to my chest.

“Surely you don’t need those Miranda,” I said.

“Well I did at one time,” she said, “but I don’t need them now. I haven’t figured out what to do with them yet. I am just going to keep them here for now because they are very expensive, and I am sure that I will find a use for them.”

I wanted to ask if I could have them, but I thought that may not go down too well.

“Keep them for your young models! I am sure they will find a use for them,” I said. Then at least I knew I could get to use them when I baby-sat.

“Wonderful Lauren, thank you so much, now its time to get going.” Miranda crossed the room to pick up her purse from the dresser. She turned, posed and looked to us for approval. She was wearing long dangling earrings and her shoes, purse and bracelets all had the same sparkling red, black and diamond motif. She looked like a red carpet movie star.

“You look amazing,” said Lauren and I nodded my head in agreement. “No one there will hold a candle to you.”

“Remember the room will be full of young models,” said Miranda.

“But they won’t have your style.” I said.

“He is good,” said Miranda to Lauren. “You should keep hold of him. Now let’s have a look in the closet while you are here.”

Miranda walked down the full length of her closet, turned towards us and rested upon the shelf that her wigs were resting on. It was then that I realized that I probably should not have followed them in because it would show that I am overly interested in women’s clothes, but it was too late now. Miranda looked at me a little funny for a brief moment then returned to her instruction.

“Lauren I am keeping everything from the ribbons to the door and everything in my room. You can have anything from here back,” she said showing us the ribbon on the floor and tied to the closet rails.

“You can have anything in the next bedroom, including things that have never been worn, provided you take them from the right place. But please don’t take anything on my side of the ribbon as I have made plans for them.”

“What about all of this stuff?” asked Lauren pointing to the wigs and drawers full of underwear?

”It’s all up for grabs Lauren. If it’s missing tomorrow then I have more space for my new clothes next week. I will give you a couple of weeks to take what you want then the rest will go to the homeless people. There are boxes and shopping bags on the top shelves you can use to take them.”

I was brushing the beautiful dresses with the back of my hand when Miranda put her arm around me and spoke gently into my ear. “Get Lauren to model them all for you. I think many of them will fit her just fine.”

We could hear the sound of a car horn coming from the front door. “That sounds like our ride,” said Lauren and she headed for the doorway. We followed her across her room and into the hallway.

She turned to us before descending the curved staircase towards the front door. “We plan to leave the party at 10:30 or as soon as we can after that, meaning that we should be home at between 11:15 and midnight. Please ensure you use the cctv to check out visitors before you let them in, and nobody comes in who isn’t family. Got it you two?”

“Yes Miranda,” we said in unison.

“Our cell numbers are by the phone but if you have concerns with April or anything else please call one of your mothers. They will be expecting you.”

Robert was waiting at the foot of the stairs in a stunningly sharp dark grey evening suit, dark shirt and red tie to match Miranda’s jewelry. He looked very handsome and attentive as Miranda walked down the stairs towards him.

“Wonderful, absolutely stunning,” said Robert taking hand and raising it to his waiting lips where he kissed the inside of her palm.

“Mitch, I hope you are taking notes,” she said without taking her eyes off her husband.

“I am ready dear,” she said to Robert staring demurely into his eyes, and the pair gracefully floated out through the open doorway, closing the door behind them and into the waiting limo.”

We watched them go, through the stained glass windows above the doorway. I remember thinking what a wonderfully beautiful couple they make. It was a pleasure to know them.

Lauren took my forearm with her two hands and held it against her stomach while looking into my eyes.

“We are alone now,” said Lauren. “What would you like to do?”