Why did I say that?

She was sixteen, for crying out loud! Even worse, she could have been my daughter! Well, I had my doubts about that... But still! So many red flags... I blurted it out, but she didn't seem to notice. It was fine... It kept me up long after we went to bed though. I tried to make use of this opportunity, and do some work. I hoped I could take my mind off things.

It didn't really help. But I was making some progress. That is, until I heard my door open. She quietly slipped into my room. Only wearing panties and a shirt like last night. But it was way shorter this time. I could see her navel by default! Coming towards me with a yawn, she arched her back, showing a glimpse of her breasts too!

"I didn't notice there was a thunder!" I teased her. I turned back to my laptop. She walked up behind me, landing her elbows on my shoulders. She was peeking over them, to see what I was doing. "I thought I'd try to impress Janice... In case she'd let me off the hook earlier tomorrow."

"No thunder here, but I couldn't sleep." She explained. "And looks like you can't either... And what would you do if she leaves early?"

"Don't know. Would be wise to lay low... Maybe take you to the basement." Her weight was off my shoulders. I turned to see her eyes open wide. I couldn't help but laugh. "Maybe I can take you there right away!"

"That was probably the creepiest thing anyone ever told me!" She noted. She seemed genuinely worried, but followed me regardless. We took the stairs from the second floor. She looked ready to run. "This place even has a basement? That's where you torture the kidnapped teenagers?"

"No, I do that in my office. Less work to get rid of the bodies!" I went with the joke, and opened one of the thick doors along the corridor. "It is soundproofed though. Not sure if you are into it or not?"

She seemed too curious not to step closer. I turned on the lights, and revealed the gym in front of us. It had pretty much everything you'd need for any kind of workout. Including a boxing ring in the middle, and she did seem amazed. Jaws dropped, she walked around. Still barely wearing anything, she punched a random bag in her way. Her technique didn't even seem bad. She came back towards me with a grin, punching her palm.

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"I'd love to have a boxing match with you!" She anounced. "To knock down that big, bulky body of yours... Although not my cup of tea..."

"Then maybe you will like this one better!" I said, stepping out. I opened the door on the opposite side. She skipped across the corridor to check in. "I'm not forcing either of them. Just an idea to mix things up!"

"Woah, this looks like a music studio!" She shouted. Even better reaction than before. "Is that a real piano? And that's a drum set! Do you have guitars too? Always wanted to try, but Mom vetoed anything loud..."

"Well, this is an actual music studio! Pick anything you like from here!" I pointed out, opening a closet packed with instruments. "It is also soundproof, so be as loud as you want. You can come whenever."

"Seriously?!" She almost screamed. "But I don't know how to play!"

"You didn't know how to drive either..." I noted, adding. "Well, you still don't, but we'll work on that. Same applies here."

"Don't tell me you can actually play them?!" She asked, eyes beaming. I didn't really have a choice. I picked up a guitar, walked over to the recording area to plug it in, and played her a few chords. "No, no, this is not real! This is too awesome! Teach me something too, please!"

"You'll need strong fingers." I answered, but couldn't break her enthusiasm. "I wouldn't say it's hard, but driving a car is way easier."

"At least I can practice this alone while you work." She noted. "I can't exactly do that with the Mustang... Please, just the basics!"

I gave in, offering her the guitar. She threw the straps over her shoulders like a pro, but seemed surprised once she felt the weight of it. Deciding to sit down, she strummed the strings, with eyes like a puppy.

"Okay, what do I do now?" She asked, glancing up at me.

"Try this..." I described the basic chords, but she couldn't make them sound right yet. Trying to point out the positions while everything was backwards confused me a bit. Sitting next to her, the guitar's neck was too far. After a few minutes, she had enough, and suddenly sat on my lap.

This way it should have been easier to instruct her... But was way harder to concentrate! She was light, and almost naked...

When she tried to repeat the chords, my palms wandered over her sides by instinct. In case her fingers didn't get tired that fast, it might have turned into something else. But she had to give up soon, and begged me to play something instead. Sitting on the floor, she was intent to watch me and listen. She had a thousand watt smile on at first... But I did it again!

The next thing I noticed, she fell asleep...

Taking her in my arms like a princess, I climbed the stairs. I had to be careful where to put my hands... With the lack of clothing, all I felt was her naked skin. Brushing against her firm breasts at one point, I barely managed to put her in bed without a major accident. Giving her a good night kiss, I went back to work.