Bath Time Exposure

From: Enriqe


Ok this was about 3 years ago when I was 12: I was at my school playing a football game when I had been tackled and broke an arm and a leg. Well of course I was out for the rest of the season. So one night I was home since I couldn’t play and my mom and dad were going out. I thought nothing of it until they told me they were calling a baby-sitter because I couldn't handle my too, younger, energetic sisters on my own with a broken leg. Taylor was 8 and Kaitlyn was 6. I went along with it because I had no choice and I thought the baby-sitter would only be saving me from doing the job myself. When 7 o'clock came around, an older, very pretty girl rings my doorbell about the age of 17, named Veronica. She was very nice and fit in well. Well, after my mom had given her a few simple instructions and bedtimes she told Veronica to help my two sisters with their baths, and me too. My jaw dropped. Just the thought of this pretty girl helping me bathe was embarrassing. So all night I put it off and off. Well 10 o'clock came and Taylor and Kaitlyn were already bathed and put into their pyjamas. Veronica told me it was now my turn. I managed to spare myself some time by telling her that my homework wasn't finished. So another hour rolled by and her patience had run out. She forced me up the steps and into the bathroom. She began helping me undress, but when she went to grab my briefs I shouted “wait!” I told her I had to use the bathroom and that I could do it myself. So she left the room and let me do what I had to do. Turns out I had trouble staying up and going at the same time, and then my two sisters came barging into the bathroom. I tried to yank my briefs up as fast as I could, but I wasn't finished my business and I wasn't fast enough. I yelped in pain as I grabbed myself for protection. Veronica came running up to the yelp and saw my holding myself and saw that I was wet with my sisters in the doorway. She scolded my sisters and made them go to bed. After all the drama I knew my time had come. One way or another, I was forced to get a bath. She filled the tub and gotten me some clean clothes. She told me to get undressed and into the tub. I refused but she grabbed my briefs and yanked them down. I quickly grabbed a washcloth for protection. Now the only thing standing between me and my pride was a mere cloth. She helped me into the tub as I still covered myself with the cloth. Then she told me she needed the wash cloth so she could lather it up for me. At this point I knew it was all over for me. She grabbed the cloth and I covered up with my one hand. But she was washing me and told me to remove my hand. I told her I could do the rest my self. So she agreed and left the room. Relieved, I finished the bath myself and had even gotten out of the tub on my own. I had trouble dressing myself though. as I tried to balance myself and put my briefs on at the same time, my sisters pushed open the door and I was exposed to them and Veronica who was coming up to put them back to bed. Veronica saw the site and helped me get dressed. I had never been so embarrassed in front of my sisters, a girl, or in my life. Till this day I sometimes see Veronica around the neighbourhood and she always tells me how cute I was, especially with no clothes on in front of everyone. I don't think I will ever let me live this down.

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