Debbie the Girl Scout Leader

By David C. Lowe

I was a confirmed bachelor. That was until I met young Debbie Darling the Girl Scout leader.

She had me questioning my decisions and life in general

• Language: English
• Publisher: David C. Lowe
• Release date: Dec 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005990824

David C. Lowe

I write stories under the name David C. Lowe and Charles Lowe.

Book preview

Debbie the Girl Scout Leader

By David C. Lowe

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2020 David C. Lowe

Chapter 1

Stepping from the shower, I caught the reflection of my nude body in the full-length mirror on the back of my bathroom door. I'd always wished I was taller than my 5 foot 10 inches, but I had no other regrets about the muscular build of my masculine 36-year-old body. Unconsciously, my eyes lingered for a minute on the stiffened erection between my legs. During my bath, my manhood had been swelling and getting harder. As a confirmed bachelor, I had no serious lady in my life. I enjoyed playing-the-field too much to even dream of settling down.

The only problem with living without a permanent lady in my life was the fact that I couldn't get a piece of pussy any time I wanted. And, at this moment, I needed a sweet wet vagina in which to dip my pulsating erection. Hell, I guess I was going to have to settle for beating my meat!

Before I had a chance to begin this self-relieving task, I heard the insistent ring of my doorbell. Damnit, somebody was interrupting my plans for a little orgasmic release!

Aggravated, I threw a bath towel around my waist, tucked it in below my bellybutton, and headed for the front door. If whoever was ringing the bell minded being met by a half-naked man then tough-shit to them! They ought to have better manners than to disturb a man with a throbbing hard-on.

When I jerked open the door, I was met by a blustery blast of cold, late-fall wind. A whirlwind whisk of a figure, a young woman dressed in a Girl Scout Leader uniform, rushed inside and shut the door behind her. The shivering, coatless sprite took a few steps into the room and held her hands out to the heat of my crackling fireplace.

Oh Mr. Spencer, this fire feels so good, she said. I didn't realize the weather would turn so cold so quickly. Why, it was actually 'warm' this morning! I'm Debbie Darling from down the street. I'm out taking orders for Girl Scout cookies. You know me, don't you, Sir?

Before I could respond, the young lady added, "Scout Leaders don't usually go door-to-door selling cookies. That's for the Girl Scouts themselves to do. But, I'm helping my troop out because several of them are