Chapter 2: Baby-Steps

After a while, Amy stopped crying but I continued to rock her. Eventually I realized that she had fallen asleep. I carefully picked her up and carried her into her bedroom and laid her on her bed. I pulled her blanket over her then kissed her gently on the cheek. I left their apartment and went down to my own. I entered my office and checked for and assignments but there were none. Normally I would stay up until 4 or 5 in the morning as my "office" was in the Pacific time zone while my apartment was in the Eastern time zone. I decided to turn in early and headed off to bed.

I awoke the next morning at around 8am. Vague memories of very sensual dreams centered around the tiny waif-like teen I had held in my arms the night before were still in my head as I made coffee. I knew that "love" wasn't part of what I was feeling but I did have feelings about her. Other than her eyes, there wasn't anything really attractive about her yet I still felt drawn towards her. I was still pondering this oxymoron of her looks versus my feelings as I went out to get my paper in the foyer. As I was coming back in, I notice three sets of feet on the stairs. I looked up to see the girls sitting on the landing on the second floor.

"Good morning, ladies." I greeted them and got a chorus of good mornings in reply, "What are you doing?"

"We're waiting for Aunt Cheryl to wake up." Shilo answered glumly. "She got in real late."

"I'm hungry." Tabby chipped in only to be hushed by Amy.

"Well, I was about to make pancakes." I smiled at then, "Care to join me?"

The younger girls looked to Amy for her permission and erupted into cheers when she nodded. The four of us entered my apartment and I began mixing up some pancakes from scratch. I decided to make dollar pancakes and dotted the griddle with small drops of batter. After eating, we went into the living room to watch TV. Shilo and Tabby arranged themselves on the floor again while Amy sat with me on the couch. I was a little disappointed at first because Shilo was not wearing the tight pants from the day before. Instead, both she and Tabby were wearing dresses. I did have a nice view of both girls' tender thighs. Amy perched herself to my right closer to me this time, but still left about a foot between us. I glanced over at her and she met my eyes and began to blush. Memories of holding her thin body while she cried the night before came to mind and I felt a thickening in my crotch.

"Hell, she's 16." I thought to myself, "That makes her legal. I mean she's not much to look at, but there's something about her."

I decided to try the classic move and stretched then put my arms along the back of the couch. After a moment, I realized that this was nearly useless as Amy was leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. I decided to go for it and placed my hand on her back and started to gently rub. I moved my hand in a slow circle around six inches across just below her shoulder blades. I could feel the bumps of her spine and the narrow strap of her bra. I began to softly run my fingers along her bra strap, first along the bottom from left to right then up her side to the top of the strap then back towards me until I reached the shoulder strap. I followed the shoulder strap up until it reached the top of her shoulder and gave the muscle there a gentle squeeze. I followed the strap back down until it again joined the back strap which I followed again until I encountered her left shoulder strap. Once more, I slid my finger tips up across her shoulder blades and softly massaged the muscle at the top. I was beginning my descent when Tabby asked for a drink of juice. Amy jumped up and went to the kitchen to fetch the drink while I sat back with a sigh, again placing my arms along the back of the couch.

Amy came back out and handed the glass of juice to her baby sister. As the tyke reached for the juice, she twisted her body enough to cause her dress to ride up until the skirt was just covering her privates. I felt my penis swell slightly at the sight of her plump thighs pressing together. Amy sat back down, this time only inches away from me. She also leaned back. I slipped my arm over her shoulders and I thought I heard a soft sigh of contentment from her. We continued to watch the program on the TV. After about 5 minutes, I let my hand wander onto Amy's chest. I made no attempt to touch her breasts, instead I resumed tracing the edge of her bra. I located the edge of the main strap where it curved around her ribs and followed the upper edge as it began to climb her chest. I gently slid my fingers along the edge of the triangle of soft cotton that covered her tiny breast.

Again I followed the strap up to her shoulder then back down along the inner curve. Her breasts were small enough that the bra's cup completely contained her entire breast. When I reached the center, I slipped over the join between the cups. I could easily feel the clasp so I knew her bra was the type that clipped in front. I resumed my explorations and moved along the bottom back to my starting point. I repeated the same route several times. By the third trip, Amy began to lean towards me and was snuggled to my side by the time I completed my fifth lap. On the sixth, I allowed my palm to brush across her breast as my fingers traced the inner edge of the cup.

When this happened, Amy let out a tiny gasp but otherwise did not react. On each pass after that I began to apply more pressure to her little teat. Finally, I allowed my hand to rest fully on her right breast and began to gently massage it. Amy sighed happily and snuggled in closer, turning a bit to give me easier access. I could feel Amy's nipple hardening at my touch through the layers of clothing and my penis was be ginning to follow suit when Tabby, having the special gift of young children everywhere, suddenly said she needed to use the toilet.

I pulled my hand away from Amy's breast as she sat up. I informed Tabby where the toilet was but she insisted that Amy go with her. While Amy and Tabby were gone, Shilo turned to look at me. She grinned at my cheekily.

"You like Amy, don't you?" the slender fifth grader asker with a knowing look.

"What makes you think that?" I stammered.

"I saw you holding her last night." she replied smugly.

"Well, I 'm afraid you are a little off target." I replied with a grin, "Yes, I like your sister. I also like you and Tabby. Your sister was a little sad last night and I was comforting her. That's all."

"Oh." Shilo replied with a disappointed look on her pretty face, "I was hoping you liked her, you know, like a girlfriend 'cause then we'd be able to come here more."

"Shilo, sweetie, you guys are welcome here anytime you want." I assured her with a smile, "I really like you guys."

Shilo suddenly launched herself at me and began hugging me. I patted then rubbed her back as she thanked me repeatedly. Just then Tabby came back from the bathroom. She stopped and stared at Shilo. Before she could say anything, Shilo shot over to her and gave her the news. Both girls hugged each other and jumped up and down. I just smiled at their antics until I noticed that the up and down motions were causing their dresses to ride up. Shilo had her back towards me and I could now see the very bottom of her tight pantied buttocks. She was wearing a pair of pink panties with white lacy trim around the leg holes. Before I could see more, Amy returned from the washroom and was swarmed by the younger girls.

Finally, they settled down to watch another inane tween show about some kids on a cruise ship. Amy snuggled back up next to me and pulled my arm around her. I started to trace the edge of her bra again but was surprised to realize that I couldn't find it. She had removed her bra while in the washroom. I could feel my penis swelling as Amy grabbed my hand and guided it to her breast. I softly began to explore the shape of her small mound. The entirety of her breast fit within my palm. I could feel the firm pebble of her nipple pressing the flesh of my hand as I cupped and gently squeezed. Amy let out a little sigh and turned her face into my chest. Her hand slid across my chest and rubbed my pectorals. She quickly found my nipple and slowly circled around it. I copied her and carefully felt for the change from smooth breast to slightly rougher areola. I lightly traced a circle around her areola, almost tickling her, trying to avoid contact with her nipple. This wasn't easy as her nipples were proportionate with her breast size and no larger than a small pea. Amy began to shift her shoulder, trying to direct my fingers to her sensitive little nub. I finally relented and started to rub her nipple in circles. Amy relaxed and almost seemed to purr as she rubbed her face against my chest.

By this time, my penis was fully erect and leaking precum into my underwear. I bent my head to nuzzle Amy's hair and inhale her feminine scent. Twisting my wrist, I surrounded her breast with my hand as I softly pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Amy stiffened and let out another gasp as I tweaked the sensitive bud. I was seriously considering slipping my hand under her shirt for some direct contact when the show on TV ended. Tabby suddenly climbed onto Amy and Shilo straddled my lap.

"Amy, can we go to the park we saw yesterday?" Tabby begged, "Please? Can we?"

"Yeah, you said if we were good yesterday that we could go." Shilo reminded her, "Can you come too Scott?"

I looked at Amy and shrugged. I was a little miffed about being interrupted, but felt that maybe the park would be a good idea. I figured if we could wear the younger girls out, I might be able to spend some more time with Amy.

"Okay! I guess there'll be no peace until we go to the park." Amy announced.

I grabbed a couple of bottles of water and my video camera and off we went.