A few inches above her knees. Her legs were bare and she was wearing some expensive-looking white high-heeled shoes. I realized I was staring for too long, and looking up and down at her sexy body, but she didn't seem to notice. Cindy just stood there looking upset. "Hello Cindy, what's up?" I asked the not-very-original line. "Would you like to come in?" "Yes please, Mr. Matthews," she quickly answered, "I'm locked out of my house. Mum and Dad are out until later and I don't have my key." I gestured for her to come into the house and I led her through to the kitchen where I also keep a wooden dining table and chairs which I use when I'm eating on my own. My work papers were spread across the table so I quickly pushed them into a pile and dumped them on the side. "Let me get you a drink Cindy, and please sit down." "Thank you, Mr. Matthews, I really need a drink. Can I have a coffee?" She seemed to calm down a bit now, although I was feeling a bit awkward with the obviously sexy young girl in my house. Especially because she had figured in so many of my dreams and fantasies. I turned around and started to make the coffee for Cindy whilst trying to find out what was wrong with her tonight. "How come you don't have your key, Cindy?" "Oh, I wasn't going to be home so early because I'd gone out to a party and my parents weren't picking me up until eleven. But I had to leave early." "Why did you have to leave?" I asked her "Oh, boyfriend trouble. It is just..." and she left her sentence hanging in the air. The way she said it suggested to me that she wanted someone to talk to, and whilst I didn't really want to talk about her boyfriend I thought I ought to at least help my neighbor's daughter. "Here's your coffee Cindy, and have you told your parents that you left the party early?" "No, not yet." She grasped the coffee mug and cupped her hands around it, warming them up. I noticed that she had painted her fingernails a bright red. "Let me call them and let them know you are here. Then they can come back later and get you." I went into the hall and found John's mobile number and gave him a call. I explained what had happened, and that I didn't know why Cindy had left early, but that I could look after Cindy until they came home later. John was happy with that because they had gone out for a meal with some friends and by the sound of it John was taking the chance to drink lots of someone else's beer. I returned to the kitchen where Cindy was still sitting, sipping slowly at her coffee. She had her back to me so I paused for a moment to watch her. She was slightly bent forward over my table with her long, glistening blonde hair cascading from her head. I smiled as one of my dreams popped back into my head and I felt my cock swelling, but then I remembered that this was real and I'd better help her. "I spoke to your father and they will be back just after eleven. I said you would be OK here until then. I hope you don't mind." She turned round as I walked across the room and leaned against the kitchen counter, facing her. "Sure thanks, Mr. Matthews."

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